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Pressure Sores

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A cycle repeats A scent heavy with nausea and polish to me A shudder, a shake The feather that begins to break Iโ€™m tracing your name With my fingers on your skin A mouth salivates Sharp breath in The drugs begin to peak Our pupils dilate Moan under the weight Letโ€™s fuck away this pain The older that I get The more I miss it The more I long To be secured by itโ€™s message I remember the way the glass door creaked The way that it shook before we changed it a year later Have I become what I hate Or have I grown to miss the chains that shackled me? I threw it all away I threw it all away But itโ€™s alright Itโ€™s okay Iโ€™ll just repent Wonโ€™t change my ways A holy shoulder to confide myself in everything A pious snare to keep me reverenced in defeat I feel infinity as the selfishness of Judas covers me And everythingโ€™s getting worse (and it gets worse and worse and worse) These pressure sores were Holy Ghosts and agonies Disguised as fears I canโ€™t outrace And it feels like these blessed walls are closing in on me My faithโ€™s been bound to break I will let this cycle repeat This does not end with me