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[gnutmeg]

sew my lips shut
let my wrists do all the talking
the red ribbon twines
fucking heavy
it burns it's way into me

fiery life that just won't let go
bloody hell behind my eyes
there is no true freedom
love is, a lie
love is a lie

the only real is streaming down my cheeks
living salty paths
to brush away in daylight
resist the urge to scratch
and use the palms of my hands

the room smells softly
of dainty things
which I am not
it's depressing
I wish I wasn't drowning

red ribbons through my lips
can you hear my screaming?
so silent it's painful
lungs to burst
when my mouth won't open