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Palpitations

God damn it.

I may be fucking depressed,

but after all the shit I’ve done

To this pale translucent body.

Violet storm cloud circles,

Permanent exhaustion painted on skin,

Free eyeliner that won’t come off,

After all the blood, poison, and bad dreams,

God damn, after all this shit I’m fucking lucky to be alive.

Tj Blare

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