Pink Stuff

Slices of frayed skin
Bleed red continuously
I nearly faint
From the light headed
Spinning

Of the room

Shivers run down my spine
Butterflies attack
My chest
A thousand times a day
Suffocating

My head

Taste of pink water
Takes away the feeling
Of reality
Numbs the pain
Accumulating

In my mind

Misaligned sight
I see two
And I’m not dreaming
Of your magnetism
Anymore

I’m lying

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