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Bleeding.Here I bleed
no one can stop me
it makes me feel free
free from reality.
I breathe....But I feel so dead.
So I hide underneath my dark bed,
Like I'm not even safe inside my head.
Corrupted by a sinful sanity.
Mistaking for a blissful vanity.
As This cut stings
but I don't care.
I'm Better bleeding
than to stop breathing.
LatreuophobiaI wash off sick-sweet orange lipstick in front of a mirror as dusty as gothic romances. It tastes like oblivion, that is to say, like nothing my tongue can detect.
The door opens with a creak no private restroom could emulate. Some chick with blue bobbed hair and smeared eyeliner. I looked like that once. Ten years ago.
Getting the beer out of my hair is harder. Some men just can't take it when I'd rather they not kiss my feet or call me an angel or-
“Dayum girl, you look like a goddess.”
I gulp, taste of acid.
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