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unfinished and uneditedIt tastes almost dreamlike, even possibly surreal. She’s fixated on tiny movements, and melancholy melodies reflecting those painful fascinations. It’s happened before. She must be asleep. A lingering question now materialized at her side, cradling her in reassurance. Something long since hated, something she recently learned to avoid, she was putting her fears aside for this possibility, this probable dream.unfinished and unedited
Present tense ruminations escape the clutches as she presses “end.” It’s too late to repair her heart; the last tiny vein of possibility is overwhelming flooded with those morbid tears he never deserved. H
by ~kismetsantagonist
SomewhereCan you leave conditional sadism outside? Attempting to control the patterns of escaping air, I should have warned you, It’s impossible under delicate dedication.Somewhere
Running into claustrophobic passion, Your disorientation collapses. Pulse with nervous energy, I feed off candied confusion.
Allow the permanence of stars and skin
Let their winding death spread within your emptiness The universe collects your sanity in a gaping distraction Let the gravity of logic collapse under creation’s skin
Soft fibers dance within colored waves of ligh
by ~kismetsantagonist
PoisonedWhat can I do, To break away From my endless, crushing, conscious?Poisoned
Please Just let me Breathe
I tried to fight Not willingly But your pain is still confining me
Drowning in disillusioned evidence These scars that you carve in me This is your poisoned fable I wish you’d only see
I can’t find peace When this still stalks In encompassing shadows
Please
Don’t call it Love
It never was
You proved to me Mortality While you mutilated fantasy
D
by ~kismetsantagonist
In August HeatIf only I could have been this girlIn August Heat
Yesterday when it mattered
Before tears tore through anger Yesterday I didn’t have to breathe the narcissist’s diseased air
He needs to see this girl, Deviant feeding off his strength A nihilist to crush his cruel control,
She’s empty in all the right ways
Here and now I can taste apathy It could have been blissful in his binds,
But Rather than requiem and rebirth The summer’s warmth was immersed in a quick liquid fix
Whatever, today I’ll breathe passion He will lay witness to his
by ~kismetsantagonist
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