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Ache Without a Trace

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Haven’t wrote in months, just did this on a spark..may edit later to be more coherent and flow better. Lots of blood scars over the years. It’s never enough.

Scab fur balls piling in carpet

A dull blade in need of being replaced

Blood sleeping on my hands

Soaking into a trance

Realities skin torn wide apart

The songs continues

A smile on my leg

Hair in my face

Falling with the weight

Head banging in the singing wall

Tasting the self I wish was dead

Alive for self hate

Mirrors in the dark

How do you want your meat?

Raw, rare, medium, well

Depends on your slicing tongue

Who am i asking, why do I care

Like a deer in the flashlight

Paralyzed in a body that’s not mine

I don’t know what i want to believe

It’s all just an ache

Time to vacuum it in abyss

Erase all traces

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