Wet eyes reflecting concrete and chrome
The warm gentle touches of professional strangers
calm, collected, and distant
Heart's bleeding steadily all over the floor
My body fills up my mind with liquid dreams
the kind that left you jerking awake, bloodshot eyes, and aching-tounged
made you put your soul in cryostasis chamber
My hands have been breaking for days,
my heart has been shaking for days,
These are the new high-maintenance trends I've collected for souvenirs.
Not in the habit of explaining myself,
now it's a baby's first step all over again.
I'm your accidental ambidextrian
Trade circumstances sympathies with a no-subject one-liner any other day
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