i can't stop killing small animals
that struggle to escape my hands
i can't stop losing my every will
to the innocuous shoreline sands
i can't find the future i need the most
because i just want the easy hate
i'm a drama queen with a taste for blood
fucking stop me before it's too late
(now i will ask you to remember only
that we schizophrenes are never lonely)
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