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shrugged, sprinted

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Let's go - you're a metaphor
a division of my memory you're a chunk of me
philosophy, anatomy,

you're going to be the bones I crunch under my teeth
and heel into the dirt, you're going to be
the beautiful girl in the white dress eating dust,

I'm a runner, didn't you notice? I'm a fucking sacrifice,
I'm blue under your nails and
the back end of your car cleaving right off - I'm disaster
patron saint of everything you touching turning to shit,
high priestess of all those things that
get themselves under your eyes and curl inside you,
twisting like rancid milk.

I'm a runner and you're the pistol firing,
that last little push. I'm a runner and you're razorblades in my shoes
and I'm running anyway.

I'm making my hands into hearts and they're shaking,
I'm gritting my teeth and they're trembling,
I'm hitting the road and none of this is real but I'm done  -

Was gonna be everything you wanted me to be but now,
think I'd rather just be gone.
what's that tilly you're running away as fast as your pathetic little legs will carry you
what's that tilly you'll shake off a good thing because you can't handle the things you have to give up to keep it

yes
yes that is exactly what

Fuck. I am so angry right now I'm whiting out. I can't do this.
© 2012 - 2024 wish-sticks
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toxic-nebulae's avatar
cutting and vulgar and lovely