sunk into the film
keep the offer stale
mind the platform
stay in good form
sink into the drill

i stole them while dying
my return to heaven

when you keep a fight
i pass your room at night
pinned to the brain
birthed the insane
set your TV live

i know the best girls sleep
in store bought beds as teams
i hope your skull bursts
banned and spilled guts
slithered into bed

back to where i stand
my life in quartered plans
i sleep with monsters
bit and tortured
grasping for the strands


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