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Pain is My Hostage

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A heartbeat that haunts

An arterial orgasm

Spurting seeds of anxiety

 

Breaths that are suffocating

Skinsick writings

Secrets bitten off fingertips

Peeling screams from their seams

 

Threads of all flesh

Breaking with every suffering second

Emptiness expands

Inside the husk of hell that I am

 

How long can these bars

Resist drinking from my veins

Before itself rusts, decays

Too weak to contain 

 

The limitless torments of pain

The wrath of God and Satan

The self-hatred gifted by existence

 

Keep on smiling

Pretend it still belongs to you

Be grateful, I stitched one for you

Wide enough to savor these dreadful delights

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    1. excellent thoughts I sometimes think of my flesh as a containment unit or a prison so I can’t follow God around to different realms I am grateful to be able to experience through the body but it give claustrophbia as one body can’t contain me and sometimes I slip the noose and go flying great write ❤️

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