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

nothing is real

rip watermark

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It's not paranoia when you're right

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