the laughter is apologetic twisted and not surprised to be heard.
i will create these walls around me so that i can curl up in the womb where heartbeats put me to sleep and gentle snores are symphonies.
feed me the death pills before i screech--before midnite when my hair will fall out in thick clumps of horror shame unimaginable
i can't see--blindness is almost a gift here.
bring a jar of ******, and make believe i am beautiful.
two bottles of pills to end it all.
i will create these walls around me so that i can curl up in the womb where heartbeats put me to sleep and gentle snores are symphonies.
feed me the death pills before i screech--before midnite when my hair will fall out in thick clumps of horror shame unimaginable
i can't see--blindness is almost a gift here.
bring a jar of ******, and make believe i am beautiful.
two bottles of pills to end it all.
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Love you sweet boy, don't be sad... you're worth so much more than you believe.