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procedure
Miss are you sure? Positive you'd like to do this? Go through with this procedure? Do what you have to, please, please, take a finger, take a toe, take a limb, take my nose. Please, please, please. Rid me of my soul.
actual
When you get down to it, when you dig the deepest, into the pit of the actual abyss, you'll see. You'll see lies, white, large, various pieces of hearts, shreds of humanity clinging to the hollow branches of bare limbs. You'll see soulless bodies, eyes glassy and skin rotten numb to this poison radioactive air. You get down to the pit, the actual abyss, you'll see where you left me. You'll see the little white lies, stuck in my paper calloused skin like push pins. You'll see the plastic encasing of large lies stuck in the back of my rotten mouth, expect a pain stricken, desperate face. Find a solemn, content one, knowing I had died there in this pit, the actual abyss, rather than with you, clouded with lies, want and the need that I can't fulfill for you.
scatter
We're scattered. In the beginning of December, it was 70 degrees and I thought of you. Dear, I hurt, I hurt. I hurt so much for you. Dear, you say, you tell me, you hurt you hurt. You hurt so much for her. You can't have her, oh, you hurt. I can't have you, oh, I hurt. We're scattered on this earth, pieces disheveled, sharpened and broken and scattered on this earth. I tried to pick up the pieces dear, she did and I did. She tried, I tried. We both gave up, but you stuck with her. We're scattered babe, piece by piece on this earth, she can't fix me, what makes you think she would be able to fix you?
season
We changed like the seasons. You're the deepest, hardest winter with the hushed leaves and the bare limbs. I'm the fall, the spring, the summer, your winter, your scorn, your guilt, your passion. You were mine, I was your season, you were mine. Seasons change, people change, we changed with them. Don't weep.
miracle
They say it's a miracle that they met Say it's a miracle that they have what they have Say their blessed But others say blessings don't come to their type But who's to say that they don't? I, for one, believe their blessed. I just wish you would do, Dad, And not just see them by the way they're dressed.
covered
His body is covered in ink. Not mistakes, like they think. Just ink.
texture
The texture of his hair is the first thing that comes to his mind when he wakes up. It's in his face In his nose. It tickles, but he thinks he wouldn't have it any other way. He loves the chocolate curls, soft, and they smell just like /Harry/. He loves Harry.
carbon
Carbon copies of himself, he thinks Carbon escapes from his maw with a wince. It hurts. He limps to the garage and dies via carbon monoxide poisoning.
chain
With a chain around his thin neck, He sighs. It's not the same Not as it used to be Not with the man in his life Not with the mates in his life Not with the laughs He twirls the chain and gives a faint smile and the heart monitor beeps. He's had the ride of a lifetime, The mysterious one would say As Harry slowly fades away.
side
Side to side Feel the rhythym Steadying of the heartbeat Feel the warmth Feel the poison Bitter Comforting Slides down the throat with a scald.
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