Overeating over bleeding
stomach to my hand is seething
words of fate i must remember
always never hush it better
hush it down / push it out
slip around.

Slip around the Heart a choke
my stomach burns like movie stoke
made for laughing made for crime
my heart a wasteland held in time
my head degenerates to generate a single
minded vision i feel it shingle
coming from my stomach to my heart
please please sate my art

Working quicker overtime
pushing pushing no time to shine
once forever lost to sender
never never never never

About anunbearablebeauty

I provide poetry
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