pick apart my state of mind
with your sandpaper eyes
mockery endorsed by flames
can you see clear?
do you feel whole?
violence seething in my veins
all I can see is your burning mouth
> as my skull collides with this unseeming structure
a concrete vision of desire
but my bones aren't filled with glass
so let me twist your limbs a little more
snap in half your body of thorns
disfigurement amongst destruction
how I long to see you writhe in pain
every day you haunt me
an echo in the corners of my mind
like waking up restless
against a sea of vipers
I may be fucked up
but I won't sell my soul
to please your chaotic inclination





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