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bite my nails
scratch my eye
chew on my lip
take a sip
take a hit
eyes wide
time flies
trying to escape
it hard to live
when every feeling you have
feels dead.


gasp, grasp, finally at last.
Ive found my chant
im nothing
it's endless
deaths a gift
graveyards give birth to the purest silence
appreciate it
when you visit my body there

i promise to chant in your ear with the wind.

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