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Insides

Keep the taste of suicide

Away from your filthy tongue

And wash it down with blowflies

Dancing by a loaded gun

‘Cause no one will ever save you

Alone by the edge of your seat

So just peel the lies out of your skin

And don’t let your brain bleed.

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delusions on a shattered windshield

I came along for the ride
Went wicked with the clutch
Happened so fast and it hurt so much
You’re a car crash and I can’t look away…

~*~

places in my head

a broken lover in bed

sfumato delusions

my skin is my mason

clinical nephilim

blotches of blistered sin

conceited corpses

a viciously serrated mess

laconic silence stutter

currents biting on water

acolytes, ritalin gnash

the spectator of a car crash

hypnotised withdrawals

by absent peripherals

a calibrated miss

of an acetylene kiss

ulcer abdomens bleeding

responsive kerosene

words pierced on flesh

infected raw wounds fresh

places in my head

an autopsy for the dead.

~*~

All I see is shattered glass and
Red lights passing, my life flashing!
Headed for the same disaster
Faster and faster and faster
I couldn’t stop at the red light…

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