I swallow my feelings, desires, for you.
I consume them, and they consume me.
The opposite page reads:
It starts with poison, with dust dry lips and needle pricks.
It starts in a dark sterile room, with shadows cast on a dated curtain.
(muted sobs and leaking eyes//thoughts thrashing like the pendulum inside)
I consume them, and they consume me.
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The opposite page reads:
It starts with poison, with dust dry lips and needle pricks.
It starts in a dark sterile room, with shadows cast on a dated curtain.
(muted sobs and leaking eyes//thoughts thrashing like the pendulum inside)
That is how this starts.
