snapshot
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life becomes an unreasonable feast
when charm and beauty becomes the beast
abused my body in criminal ways
and misused hobbies
on holidays
love is close but out of reach
it's bleeding at my fingertips
death awaits while hell's been breeched
so coarsely kissed me on my lips
the tears that fill my mason jars
that cold and cloudy mixture
are remnants from some former scars
and that completes this picture
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