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By Deadlights
half asleep in the shower
swaying back and forth
some water runs deep
down the walls
some rapidly pounds at the floor
back and forth
imagining my corpse
swinging from a tree
every time the water leaves me
waving and smiling at everything
would the rain feel the same
fill empty veins
and renew the black intention of my sins
what a monster I am now
what a horror I would be then
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Copyright 2015 Deadlights
Published on Friday, January 30, 2015.
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