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One
I owe them my life;
people's friendships, hearts
and random acts of kindness.
My insides are a town of regret
and age-old stupidity of moments
lost to ticking time and
the passing world.

Two
One morning I woke up
and it was like a massacre
had crept onto my sheets;
there was blood all over
my hands, my face
running from my nose
running from my eyes
and they were running back/forth
into each other.
I looked in the mirror and remembered
this is the most clean I had
felt in the longest time.

Three
Please tell me the precise
moment you stopped enjoying me;
the breath I exhaled that
convinced you I wasn't the person
you had created
in your mind.

Four
Come back from the edge,
honey my cage is ready for you.

Five
We partied on a tin roof all night
and I kissed my best-friend-for
-life with my tongue
and we screamed at the stars,
daring russia to give us
a more potent vodka to fill our veins
and the night was cold and I
smiled into darkness
feeling invincible.

Six
I pull out your hair
leave rip-marks on your chest
as we scream and thrust ourselves
into each other with such
force we are bruised;
there is a moment
of ecstasy

like the drug
we are left with emptiness.

Description
One
I owe them my life;
people's friendships, hearts
and random acts of kindness.
My insides are a town of regret
and age-old stupidity of moments
lost to ticking time and
the passing world.

Two
One morning I woke up
and it was like a massacre
had crept onto my sheets;
there was blood all over
my hands, my face
running from my nose
running from my eyes
and they were running back/forth
into each other.
I looked in the mirror and remembered
this is the most clean I had
felt in the longest time.

Three
Please tell me the precise
moment you stopped enjoying me;
the breath I exhaled that
convinced you I wasn't the person
you had created
in your mind.

Four
Come back from the edge,
honey my cage is ready for you.

Five
We partied on a tin roof all night
and I kissed my best-friend-for
-life with my tongue
and we screamed at the stars,
daring russia to give us
a more potent vodka to fill our veins
and the night was cold and I
smiled into darkness
feeling invincible.

Six
I pull out your hair
leave rip-marks on your chest
as we scream and thrust ourselves
into each other with such
force we are bruised;
there is a moment
of ecstasy

like the drug
we are left with emptiness.