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letra de diastole - hawking

pull out all your loose teeth and crawl back to bed
sweaty palms and fire alarms, there’s no way out
a pretty face is just what it takes to say “i don’t need this”
painted lips asking for a kiss
i’ve been way too hard on you

but i don’t mind when you tell me how you feel
about my decisions and my skin
but you’ve been absent far too long
so don’t try to be a part of this

i have to remind myself to breathe, as with a sinking feeling in the pit of my chest, i remember that i am an accidental mess of sinew and bone, recapitulating contempt and presenting the possibility that our insecurities and weaknesses should be preserved like a shriveled corpse in formaldehyde. and oh how fortunate it is that your greedy lips have pried the last few ounces of self-pity from my dead fingers, so that until my soul’s last sentient moment, i can have the distinct privilege of feeling absolutely nothing

i’m a disappointment
my whole life’s been worthless

- hawking

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