I am a lightning bolt , and I know you can't handle me, because you're afraid of drizzles, but I'm the entire hurricane, suffocated in flesh and bone, waiting to unleash itself.
Crimsyy Copyright 2016
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The weapon you have, symmetrical, is your face a conversation passport, a neon sign, "Do not begin your speech, go away, leave me alone"
But the last thing you want, and quite frankly, the last thing you need is to be by yourself, where your mind can help you to slice your pulsing wrists into a hundred pieces, and suddenly, you're a bleeding mosaic, but at least you look happy and beautiful.
You puke smiles, and they light up your face, but if somebody were to stop you, take you aside and say, "I know you're not okay" , would you beg for a piece of space, or would you let them stay?
You puke smiles, so no one sees your petals fall, no crutches to hold you up, so by yourself, you make them believe you can manage standing tall.
- Crimsyy♡
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