Thank god you did not resist
Because I am just a bitch
And this
Is
Really all that I can do
I'm regaining my sense of smell
After all of these years
And I'm wishing once again
That it would disappear
Cause it smells like iron
It smells like iron
And faintly of fire
And it smells like cigarettes
And it smells like shit
Thank god you did not resist
Because I am just a bitch
And this
Is
Really all that I can do
To keep you safe from everything
I need to keep you here
I'm trying to protect you
From that devastating fear
But why can't you listen?
I'm trying my best and
This world that we live in
Won't give you shit and
It'll break you down
Until there's nothing left
I'll watch teary-eyed
As you fall dead
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I really did just write this while cleaning my cats' litter boxes.
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Poetry
PoetryRandom crappy poetry I made which is mostly depressing. All of it's mine. Plus the cover art. I got a perspective book for Christmas (even though I specifically said I didn't want anything but whatever) so I made a mirrored hallway. I put brackets o...