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grounding should feel more relieving.

you've got 3 days to master your veins, maybe godhood isn't all that far away i'm still rolling rocks 'round my mouth with my paper tongue (the ceiling's got the best of me) you just keep on scowling, all storms that i can't reach- isn't this the way you wanted me?

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I'm content to ride trains

I wish that I could live on these heavenly silver trains. Elevated so high above the bone paved streets, I can gaze down with gauze covered eyes and pretend like there is such a thing as peace. I can't be haunted by the run from/chase for angel boy or some form of purpose, and I'm far beyond the reach of those hellish dogs born of blood & fire that hurl themselves against my window. I wish that I could live on these heavenly silver trains, to watch Chicago glide by these graffitti windows for all my empty life. I wish that I could ride along, gently bumping and shaking until this metallic cloud sails into the red brick wall that marks the e

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grounding should feel more relieving. by dog-on-the-floor, literature

how to be a shadow by dog-on-the-floor, literature

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how to be a shadow

this is how to become a shadow on the wall- kiss the silence, it's the only one that still wants you now ooh, love your fears ooh, cover your ears make your cries sound more soothing, like raindrops on the roof tune your screams to your footsteps so no one has to look ooh, love your fears ooh, cover your ears do what's quietest and learn to cry on demand never be anywhere without a extra noose ready on hand ooh, love your fears ooh, cover your ears ooh, love your fears ooh, cover your ears ooh, bite back tears ooh, an end is near this is how to become a shadow on the wall- kiss the silence, it's the only one that still wants you now ooh,

these romantic cliches(they have expiration dates) by dog-on-the-floor, literature

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these romantic cliches(they have expiration dates)

"i love you" was writhing just behind my lips, about to claw it's way out to you- oh this beast of a love has a mind of it's own. I meant to spit it out for you, along with the hunks of vermilion flesh that it's talons freed from my throat (after all, you seem to love bloody kisses as much as I do), but fear caged it in and left it like a red hot coal lump on my tongue, made me cough up embers that you dubbed passion. So those words that I meant to lay bloodied at your feet, like some mouse that your proud fat cat might leave at your door, i swallowed them back down and they're still scorching the back of my throat, making blisters on my

bubble gum wads from the lips of rejection by dog-on-the-floor, literature

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bubble gum wads from the lips of rejection

my big black boots peddle through the air i touch no floor, i go no where. i hope i get home alright don't get swallowed up in the night sometimes i like to crawl on all fours i feel at home sprawled out on the floor. i hope i find somewhere to go i have not bed for sleep, i have no home. painting roses black for my ceiling. it turns away laughs at my feelings. Oh they don't know how far i'll go before i finally cave in and don't have to live in this hell anymore. turn the lights off, walk into walls. my number's fading from bathroom stalls. maybe they'll find it, maybe they wont they're all to high to read from their phones. spin on my h

maybe i'm a romantic by dog-on-the-floor, literature

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maybe i'm a romantic

Fingernails only go so far, i'll try a spoon next, maybe a fork. tunnel from my own skull- you never know (but some times you do, you know it's time to go). maybe i'll slide out of my own ears, my mind will drop, along with my fears. lets break my fingers, one by one, see which hurts most if any at all. maybe i can crush the earth with my boot, shake it up, rip it from it's roots. maybe a bullet in my brain wont hurt at all, maybe i'll jump, make it look like i fell. maybe by pills, i'll get to rest. (with flowers) i'll cross my hands over my chest. i'll be pretty, a work of art.j maybe i'll be romantic, go knife through the heart. maybe

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grounding should feel more relieving.

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grounding should feel more relieving.

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I'm content to ride trains

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grounding should feel more relieving. by dog-on-the-floor, literature

grounding should feel more relieving.

how to be a shadow by dog-on-the-floor, literature

how to be a shadow

these romantic cliches(they have expiration dates) by dog-on-the-floor, literature

these romantic cliches(they have expiration dates)

bubble gum wads from the lips of rejection by dog-on-the-floor, literature

bubble gum wads from the lips of rejection

maybe i'm a romantic by dog-on-the-floor, literature

maybe i'm a romantic

bleeding out sick blood leaves my (high and) dry by dog-on-the-floor, literature

bleeding out sick blood leaves my (high and) dry

unfortunately, dog's can swim by dog-on-the-floor, literature

unfortunately, dog's can swim

my head is my own by dog-on-the-floor, literature

my head is my own

highschool... it sucks. by dog-on-the-floor, literature

highschool... it sucks.

the use of bird bone hands by dog-on-the-floor, literature

the use of bird bone hands