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Pins & Needles

Pins & Needles

By T. SkyePublished 5 years ago 1 min read
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Daily games of russian roulette

Ruled by a planet loving chaos and danger

Dripping for you when blood comes through

And I see nothing wrong with my lifestyle

Woke up sick this morning, again

And they're all telling me to slow down

But I just can not stand the thought

Of not piercing flesh to see your face

Hit another and I'm back under

I'm jerking in my sleep

I'm fucking you in my dreams

But all they see are dripping streams of red

At it again, today will I make it?

Will evermore I desire being together, naked?

Or will I get the courage to destroy this place,

Face fears and stop using fantasies to fake it?

surreal poetry
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About the Creator

T. Skye

Writer, poet, hopeless romantic, lover of art, fashion, style, design and self expression through these things. Currently focused on going back to school. Hopefully my writing invokes inspiration and creativity, for others.

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