"there is no fear now, let go and just be free"
how can there be no fear
how can I let go
but I do want to be free
see my problem?
i love the way the voices drag themselves across my pale fresh skin,
creating new trails of faint red lines
it feels good
the blood walking quickly down my skin.
my creature smiles at the newly hand made art, thinking
'you're soon there'
while as me
I cry at the sticks of pain
why cant I just be free?
why can't I just be dead?
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the way they grinned devilishly. the way they smirked wickedly. the way they rolled each other's names from their tongues skillfully. the way their eyes burned and smoked with pure mysteries. the way they dragged the lonely cigarettes from their wel...