I project dark materials on to others like a shredded, dark bed sheet sewn together with worms
I inject lies and false words into their veins while they sleep
I use my imagination like a nuclear bomb,
Which will reduce the empire state building to a Altoids box of dust and rubble
When I was a child I burnt butterflies under a magnifying glass
And pricked my cuticles forcing blood out forming troughs for vampires
Her toxic opinions ooze into everyone’s ears and infect me with self - criticism
Disturbed spiders overdosed on adderall have seizures on my cheeks.
Her forced laughter resembles a girl inducing regurgitation
Her raging eyes scream with anxiety and insecurity
Her sickening voice sounds like hot milk and heavy cream sliding down a glass beaker.
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