Breath in filth of your lies.
Wipe your faith upon my sleeves.
Remind me not of foolish waste. You gave.
meeting meat sailing in alcohol dreams.
Fiending lush addicted.
To: feeling of nothing.
Lusting for another…
Sweet morgueasmic moment.
Where even stillness is a scream.
Dulled senses of high-five.
feigning smile every day.
Hoping sorrow is never far away.
Lapsing to false positives.
Listening to loins with which I exhale.
Only for the sake of brevity.
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