you do not do, you cannot do, you will not do .
it's that sticky feeling that cannot be shaken off ..clings, flings .
diseases are catchy too, just like you.
trapped ?
breathe honey, it's okay .
it happens to the best of us .
oh yeah . because you are the best of us .
fuck me, i suppose i was just the chewing gum .
did you spit me out, or was i stuck underneath your shoe ?
the fleshy life, powdered pure pink that
made your skin come alive like a million worms,
spasms flowing and eating you?
did you like it did you like it?
i doubt your meaning, your existance .
don't fucking worry "honey", it does happen to the fucking best of us .
i think you shat .
because no offence, but i can smell it from over here,
you and your so called importance .
fucking impotent importance .
passive aggressive, passive aggressive .
".. nobody said your name ."
echo echo,
stupidity burns, acidic churns .
a layer spent; human trash .
doesn't matter, won't let up .
that itch lies surface borne, sinking its rotten yellow
teeth into me;
sticky spent flesh, a little too close .
ticky tick, it settles . we all know how that story folds .
suck suck suck 'em dry .
we die die die
oh no am i here AGAIN ?
how does this story never fucking end ?
i suppose i pray to my god of nonexistance,
of your evaporation, some pretty and morbid end>
you ain't no more fucking mortal than any one of us .
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