literature

you're still going to hell.

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Literature Text

you are a parasite,
the devil inside of me
plucking on my heartstrings.

i am empty and
playing with fire,
tequila, and casual sex.

bury yourself in me,
change the way you kiss me,
call me the artist.

pretend you love me,
don't disappoint the world,
split me open like a sunrise.

i don't know if you remember,
but i do:
everything went wrong.

you lied the night you kissed me
and made a memory of me
on the edge of reality.

you are the nighttime fear,
you've got pestilence
written on your fingertips.

this is about forgetting
the sum of your parts.
were you ever real?

you can paint me any color you like,
it doesn't matter anyway.
nobody is listening anymore.
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