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Your eyes get real fiery sometimes.
I like to imagine you shriveling
Shrinking
Liquidizing
And running through the cracks in the linoleum floor
And draining through the dirt and the
Sewer systems
Until you get to where you go
In your own little world.
Are you setting fires?
Are you back in eighth grade,
Saying you want to crack some bones
And taking my offer and
Taking my fingers and
Bending them back until you hear a satisfying crack and
Watching my face, waiting for me to squirm?
Sometimes, your eyes are ice
And when you open your mouth I expect this breath to be my last
And I expect your arms to be heavy as boulders when you wrap them around my waste and
I figure this will be the last word I ever say
But then you melt,
And evaporate
And you are nothing,
You are air.
- Title: You Are Air
- Artist: Jezzibell
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- Date: 09/27/2009
- Tags: suicide bestfriends
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