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Untitled No. 11Unravel me to find nothing. No skin, just bones. Not even blood stays inside. It's all gone; I removed it. To have something so disgusting pulsing through myself was too much to bear. I flayed the skin, punctured vessels to free myself from the shame but it just moves deeper within, to my mind. How do you destroy the mind? All I ask for is suicide to rid me of this forever; to get rid of me forever. Such a revolting system that festers inside me, I can no longer let it. One severance in one artery is all I ask. FUntitled No. 11
by ~rxchy
SubstituteYour substitution for a better item I will do what you want to help you settle into this inferiority, this something less than you desire. All the words I speak are wrong and my skin is invisible; you deserve better than to trade in something chipped for another that is close to breaking. Why? Had you no other choices but to go for your safety option? I have wanted you so much as my head was collapsing but I never wanted you like this, I didn't want to be your seconds; I was to be your number one. Now as I'm beaten down and down again ISubstitute
by ~rxchy
DrainMy mind wanders away from me, my body repelled by love. The plasma rises in my veins and beats gently against your fingertips. A simple sedation is usually all I need for this unreal serenity but you lay it upon my skin and eyes and lips at no price but devotion. Anxiety disappears with a whisper, a gentle voice, hope in a head full of despair: wash it away from the inside. Replace it with a warmth, a quietness so tempting I would die just to make it last. I feel you through my blood; purifying, cleansing.Drain
by ~rxchy
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- Current Residence: Larne, Northern Ireland
- Interests: Serial killers, forensic science, music, etc.
- Favourite movie: Suicide Circle
- Favourite band or musician: Nine Inch Nails
- Favourite genre of music: Industrial
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- Favourite poet or writer: Sylvia Plath
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