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sad girls sad women like me offering their lives up because some abusive asshole won't cut the never ending fuckery out slit wrists in a bathtub a bellyful of pills my demons are having none of it that shit is for martyrs they say with venom as they do weird interpretive dance in the shadows pain is just another art show one demon pantomimes a sad clown then we watch the martyr me bleed out in a bathtub of course she slit her wrist the wrong way Sylvia had it right the oven is so peaceful and what a powerful metaphor the demons throw glitter then make a crown out of my suicidal martyr bones i am wearing it now it hurts and i love it my heart is splattered on a wall look at it
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11/10/2022 07:46:39 am
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