white moon

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don't you know i'm a bleeder?
and i promised i wouldn't lead her on
but she met me, then led me
and i ate what was fed me

a voice that sounds so quiet but feels
so loud
you don't know if you're dead
vibrations move
your skull from side to side
and you're reminded that you're
still here

your eyes are bloodshot and you can't
feel the tips of your fingers anymore
you can't feel anything

eventually you began to rot from the
inside out
and your skull never stopped shaking

your ribs poke out now
and your steps have never been so light
i think you're a ghost now
i think you're a corpse

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