stop stop.
a quiet wound encrusted
while another bubble was cut
and sank into the bathtub.
my serene skin.
this time
in the broken steam
the blood stream will be
a little bit colder;
this time,
the crimson foams will coffin
the sirens in my brain
for a little bit longer─
STOP. STOP!
--
Rockets through the universe
It fuels the lies and feeds the curse
And leads me to be
Glorious
--
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