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I never really title things I write

Im dead
I woke up in my bed with red eyes
Lucy's blessed me in my cries for help
Help me

I don't want things to go this way
Why are you away 
Why dont you come back

Slashed lines across a crossed off cross of heartstrings 
And the vanity wins again
Mortality dims in zen
Here we go again
I tried to shave my head
But cut my neck instead
We’re all a little dead
 
Walk about my brain 
My hands drain my veins
And im reborn in the red sea
A newborn sea serpent 
Who looks like me
Feeding on the fetus
Of a hope long lost
Catch me if you can
I'm the hope long lost

Take 12 steps forward
To get a clear far view

This child i used to know 
Ties a rope around my lung 
Takes it for a walk
While a lullaby is sung

Use just once and destroy
Cancerous neurotic infection
Objection objection
I suggest we lobotomize
I'll lick your sugary skull 
And taste your marrow metabolize

Ring your neck until I count the rings
Lace my iris with your blood IV
Are you not entertained?
Are you not entertained?

This transparent fracture is so boring
Why is this plane so plain
Why is there deranged and sane

Intelligence and my illness go hand and hand

Hopefully you all die before me
I love you all but i crave to see this race suffer 
Suffer
Suffer
Succumb to drowning through the trachea
Suck it up, be a man.
 

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