I want you to keep breaking and cracking to fractures and fragments. I want you to keep shattering into pieces so thin and so small they can never be picked up. I want you so deemed of the world's greatest pleasures that you will decide to rip your own rib cage apart. I want you so beated that nothing can ever prick your frail heart again, or so broken that you can't be torn apart any longer. I want your sharps, your edges, your points. I want all your little pieces beside all my little pieces until they get all mixed up and unrecognizable. I want you to be as broken as me, that I may never have the need to have to fix myself to fit in your arms.
I want you to keep breaking and cracking to fractures and fragments. I want you to keep shattering into pieces so thin and so small they can never be picked up. I want you so deemed of the world's greatest pleasures that you will decide to rip your own rib cage apart. I want you so beated that nothing can ever prick your frail heart again, or so broken that you can't be torn apart any longer. I want your sharps, your edges, your points. I want all your little pieces beside all my little pieces until they get all mixed up and unrecognizable. I want you to be as broken as me, that I may never have the need to have to fix myself to fit in your arms. Comments are closed.
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