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Read MoreBlood and bad breath The taste of morning Blood and coffeeAnemic breakfast Blood and kissesDrowning in dreams Blood and bladesSink deep in flows Blood and loveA prisoner inside myself Blood and beerDespair to be savored Blood and silenceEmptiness thinks Blood and snowI...
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Read MoreEvery kissAn unfamiliar place sitsSinking in my heart of abyssJust how long will it be this? What does “love” mean Boiling floodsFloating mudslides Bone breaking hugsGhosts trapped in breaths A reason to stay aliveA reason I don’t want What does it...
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The questioning and answering, then the admission at the end made this a good piece to read.
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Pandy and
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Read MoreScab fur balls piling in carpet A dull blade in need of being replacedBlood sleeping on my handsSoaking into a tranceRealities skin torn wide apart The songs continuesA smile on my legHair in my face Falling with the weightHead...
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“Tasting the self I wish was dead”
That line rattled my skull with its power and relatability. I wonder how many of us walk this, talk this and live it…
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So many
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This drips with grit and shadow—each line a pulse of pain and dark devotion.
You’ve poured the body’s ache and the soul’s rust into a river of red, unafraid to bleed.