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Poetry Waiting for detatchment

Noahhatesme

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Drowning in anticipation
A viscous soup of purple
Been so long since ive inhaled
Holding her hand as i flatline

A sugar sweet cocophany
A din of beery blue
Holding a cup of chalk under nails
But i will not drink the toxin

Not today said the forms in white coats
As they carry me away on the gurnee
The restraints hold me in place
As i thrash to excape breathing

Less of a risk now then ever
A altimatum dragging me to nirvana
Limbs that arnt mine and a grin so detatched
Havent felt her breath in awhile

Should i chew then spit or swallow
The styrophome layered and filled
Will it leak if i wait till tommorow
Or should i sit with the fear and indulge

The smell is clean and prossesed
My mind is blank and numb
Two swigs will make me forget
A chug will let me feel loved
 
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