Gonna line my eyes with chocolate glitter

think about disappearing

how you made me an infant

dishwater is her date

stop the record

stop the bleeding

wear the bracelet you bought on vacation to keep the pretending alive

here on my star it’s okay,

           it’s all a dream

Swimmers in my guts

ache and drown

Knowing the mushrooms are growing

no matter how hot the sage burns

words are my deepest breaths

wearing a unicorn uniform

Why would I want you dead?

Why would I want you dead?

Why would I want you dead?

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