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Spring 2024

Survivors Guilt-Roman Candle

calling to heaven
all the way down
sleeping in sunlight
blood on the ground

(death is the beginning)
delete the world and start again
(death is the beginning)
give in, open the next

you said, "when we're older..."
well speak for yourself
i'm freeing the fucking ghost from this shell

time stands still
suspended in relief
trusting i'll see you in my dreams
my body corrupted
this file does not exist

ghost from the shell
flesh from the bone
there's an angel clawing from
inside my skin

death is only the beginning
death is only the beginning

the death and birth of an angel

D.I.T.B.

everything's fine on this side
only blissful dreams
be not afraid, you can't hide
you'll never feel a thing

could you blame me for wanting to leave?
am i so desperate to tear myself apart?
would they cry?
would they mourn for me?
i'm so close, i could taste it

isn't this what you wanted?
only blissful dreams
i'll kill all your suffering
i know you need me

biting at my nails,
is it obvious?
gnawing from inside
angel, offer your sharpened spine
such delicate lethality
it just hurts so much in that moment
when every dream is too far to touch
i hope you understand in the end

no flesh left to taunt you
no voice left to scream
no more fucking chances
only blissful dreams

blissful

birds of a feather
walk along razor's edge together
it seems easier just to fall apart than let the pieces fit
birds of a feather bleed out
bleed out together

i'm just one step away
these wings can't hold their own weight
reach out to touch the sky
i'm falling out of flight

sewed my mouth shut just for you
clipped my wings so i wouldn't hear you
speak of me
speak of me like you do

sick blurring lines to survive
cut ties
hundred white birds, ninety nine fall out the sky

severed your wings
angel, i feel your pain

sewed my mouth shut just for you
clipped my wings so i wouldn't hear you
speak of me
speak of me like you do

if blessed are the weak
god, can you see?

Atrophy;angel

fall

do i look like someone with a deathwish?
with a face like this who wouldn't?
mirror, mirror, something's crawling within
break it open just to feel
it spilled red
angel, now you're free

ghost from the shell
flesh from the bone
the day i fell
i fell alone
i found my hell
this skin's not my own

Atrophy;angel

[fallingwithscissors]

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