Heart
Chest caving in
Pinpointed pressure from within
A heavy sort of leaded breath
Too short
Too quick expecting death
A primal
Dirt under fingernails kind of emotion
Wild eyes with no precaution
Talk is not cheap betwixt brains and action
A bashful lapsing unholy happening of mostly gnashing preceding slashing reducing padding producing a maddening battling haphazardly saddening cold to the touch but warm to the strike light in the night fucking terror to itself trying to get by and crying for help prying and lying and writhing in filth driving denial and picking up guilt too late for emotions all milk has been spilt
Split bad and dope sad no hold back for broke fads fake sad invoked trash whiplashed by fake grass fake gold just wrapped brass fake goals like gym class fake hold on soul loads solo and so low but so high and so cold sad eyed and totalled
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