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On our wrists and  on our theighs,
Not alike from the same vice. 
I'd scratch mine 
until it bleeds,
all of the terrible things 
you've once told me.
Playing ring-around-the rosey 
ferriswheel worried nausea 
in my head while nodding out,
I need you around 
but you're always making me unsure
about a
slow and steady erasure.
Lit up
Cannibal rides
wanna sink its teeth 
Right into you,
Right through to 
A vibrant vacant
Lot ,
heart's
trailor park.
Junkies lining up to get their fill
of filth fucking their fate,
crunching the numbers 
when grinding their teeth from
yearning.
A thing you show me 
To show everyone
a big show, you ringleader.
But I'm here by a lake 
With no one around 
As the dried up dirt
 becomes mud,
And I write our initials.
(IV)D + G (IIV)
Forever in peace.