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GOOD ENDING

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hands bleeding salted ink to the floor
as it writhes to lose my grip evermore
warm waves of radiance
I trace in circles around your skull
I'll never open what you sent
because it's only over when I know

I feel your nails rest to my skin
like grass under a midnight snow
teeth gliding smooth as linen
our fingers numb as I give out
can't raise my limbs to fight
so I lower my eyes closed
it's not paranoia when you're right

It's not paranoia when you're right

crumbling through tangled footholds, oily stings lacerate my latex skin and exsanguinate my touch, my cold. gazing eyes in our bleeding garden 

clumps of rot skewer my commandments. urchins sinking and clawing erratic.
cold wind flauted against my skinless skull as I bow to my daedric enchantress. strain your knuckles down my throat to pull the lining past our mouth.I relish this fleshy cloak, to be fucked is to be human. I kinda heard that you don't really do this, we could hang at my place with some music. i got booze and some weed and a face and some blood and some flesh you can have whatevers soothing

he writes the truth about the garden he kept trying to build in their backyard, how it was an unfinished project, one that was kept secret from her only because he knew white lillies were her favourite flower, and how he wanted to suprise her one spring with rows upon rows of them. he imagines her face when she read the letter and finds out. the thought brings out a weak smile

I hope they grow over my grave

garden for lilith

smile now, I can almost feel your heart dancing out. finger painting all my thoughts for you. ready to turn the page

it hit me like truck, and my eyes were filling up with rocks, but I, no I was just a kid, i couldn't try, i couldnt find, so i snuck out to the bathroom to cry cause i couldnt save you 

tossed like a doll, and I watch them skip and fall to spill their lunch on your dress, a fucking mess, and all these people have no heads or hearts and when they talk they rip apart the tapestry you worked so hard, we worked so hard to weave together so we can can stay together forever, so please just let me turn the page

and it hit me like a truck and my eyes start filling up with rocks, and i know you were just a kid, you couldnt try, you hurt inside so i ran up to my bedroom to die cause i couldnt save you

elisa sinclair

flick that look at me. stab me in the throat. when i talk to you its 40 thousand volts to my fuckin face, lapping up the smoke. hold the button down missy lightning bolt. whip it super speed, lashes breakin on my neck pouring over me drilling right into my head. walking down the street and im tryna hold your hand, but the wires falling out,
holding on just by a strand

shock it back to life. god youre such a pain. cause it rips me out when you say my name. the charge is getting low and im feeling sane, but the shaking stopped and now you wanna play. and i can tell what you couldnt say, you want the fucking boot just like a gutter stray

slide your spikes into my gut. our melting flesh is cold as mud. the sting is fading into dull, and i wanna be your taser slut

taser slut

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me
fuckin up the feed with your content, but nothing you can ever makes worth shit. my plays coming from the heart, yours from the dick. your fans never wanted art they just want the link so dont be acting like you do a single fucking thing, your rot toks are just a drop inside the shitty drink. scrape your pride to the bone for a couple clicks. reading all your comments and all you see is "is it-"

codexx95
tear the pack apart like a pack of wolves. ive been in the catacombs. heavy blowin shrapnel. skeletons stacked tall. why you trippin wheres your motherfuckin backbone recycling your lyrics shouldve thrown em in the trash hoe. i dont get spaghettified when im in a black hole i get up brush myself off and go back home. bitch im living by the section 8 in a castle. throw his ass out or ill throw it back past ya

slamah!
i feel like timberland, pistol whip then jump. I can smell the fuzz, skedaddle and run. I can see the fuzz, curdle blood. imaginary love, i tell them what i want, supersonic cyberslut in a car repping tank got a 40 in my glove with the kush stank, lots spray. spritz up to cover up the trail I just got replaced. i am trapped in gmail

2023fentceltypebeat

what a lovely pomegranate treat. learn of you only if you study me. open you with a brute force slam on the table and read the vectors and angles of your pieces lying on the floor, you self obsessive whore. feeling that you need everything and anyyone in all the world. youre psycho and delusional and you dont know how real shit works,you dont have to learn at all cuz all your boys will take their fall no you dont have to feel at all, you dont have to hurt at all. toss me out like single use your plastic heart will eat them whole, plastic heart is never full, send them down the endless hole. you cant love me im neurotic, i cant love you youre psychotic. out of touch emotionholic, youre not worth my constant sobbing. ask you after months of rotting why you fucking hate me now. looking straight past both of my eyes you don't let a single word out. ram my head into the corner of my room. geeking out on a meth addicts mushrooms. 3 days but only one meal or two. hating everyone i know and everything i see i wanna kill myself or fake my death to get away from all this stress. die just for a single purpose, cause a giant fucking mess. that just scares you every day cuz you dont know what you should say when i talk desperate late at night and tell you what i dream in bed, tell you what i need instead of normal life. i need them dead

wasnt it just perfect. i always made you feel important, and you always set me on the right path didnt you, that path that made you feel important. the path where i was the best i could be and you felt free. what was that to you, that freedom. I know what it was to me, but as long as i live my days ill always be asking myself if ill ever understand what it really meant to you. you just wanted to be a fucking whore

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walter on drums kyle on guitar

think your flow is super smooth, smile with your shitty grin. i can hear your loose tooth, close your mouth in the pit. shut your trap and lock the roof for you drop it in the sink. ima rock you in the gut killing all your future kids. we dont need those little shits who flop around their glossy lips and dont respect this shit, or take a killer spinny kick. ill give it right into your bitch, feel it split feel it rip. maybe they can pick it up fast keep your mouth closed in the pit.
killswitch
kill this bitch for this shit, keep your mouth close in the pit. feel it split feel it rip, keep that shit closed in the pit. jaw is painted on the floor, keep it bloody in the pit. feel the hits that make them quit and punt it right into their dick.
killswitch, kill this bitch in the pit

mouth closed in the pit

molly rock

keep it steady sick fuck. cold poke in the small of the back. turn around too quick and it snaps and your legs get weaker and the ground goes smack. shit goes black and you never get it back, you just pace around your room cuz youre never doing jack. took it through the ribs now youre hanging on a rack. losing everything i love, i dont wanna get it back cuz i never had a choice, i was held a knifepoint when you smiled at my laugh and got painted like a toy. i just wanna be your boy, i just needa hear your voice. need the comfort of the knife drowning out the scary noise. echos all around my bones. fucking all these stupid hoes, theyre too dull to spark the vein. i dont think they even know i cant live without the hate, i cant run without the race. help me through this shitty world, put me in my fucking place, you could make me scared straight. i can see it in your eyes, i dont wanna fucking die, i can still feel the cold and it makes me wanna cry. i dont wanna be the person i just wanna be the knife.

dated at knifepoint

life as a tree, just what it seems, cuz i cant think or hear or see. life isn't free, what they told me is i gotta grow to find my peace. inanimate, enough of it, i dont wanna talk to you anymore cuz im so sick of your shit, i dont wanna date a fucking whore. 3 times now had to find out, had to walk right out your door. said i loved you when i turned back, my roots are fixed to the floor. i cant move anymore, i cant think anymore, i dont even wanna see, i dont think to even be. from this day on i am a tree.

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