Watching you
Disclosure

DiscomfitedOut of place in my home Living with an awkward tone Just a few steps and I’m out Of the place that I’m aboutDiscomfited
Discomfited in my ways Living with that self-conscious haze Over my body and my mind Feeling like I’m not of my kind
Black lip-stick and pentagrams My head stuck in pillow shams Living without a speck of love Falling down with every shove
Yelling screaming wanting hate Missing everything including fate Deprived of what I need now Living though I know not how
Whimpering for what I need But alas they say its o
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I am nothing but your servant, bruised at your feet and waiting only to be broken.
But it's always night
And there is no moon
And you wonder if you are alive
And you’re not sure if you want to be
But you drank her sweat like it was wine
And you
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...its...her
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xoxo
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...its...her
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xoxo
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Of all the things I've lost, I miss my mind the most.
-- Mark Twain
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...its...her
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...its...her
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All I ever wanted was to pick apart the day and put the pieces back together my way.
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