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Do I...? I feel like I bother you when I talk to you, snatching away your concentration with my idle chatter and dull conversations. You seem to writhe within my senseless words and convulse at their idiocy, gagging violently on mispronunciation and bad grammar. So far superior in your intelligence, the topics I choose are nothing more than a monotonous reflection of what you want to hear; a mere pin-prick of the joyous fragments of reality that excite your senses and send you into wondrous oceans of knowledge and contentment.Do I...? by ~Bitter-Beauty666
Do you tire of hearing my voice? When I touch upon something which sends enthusiastic chills racing down your spine, do you b
My Dear Mr M My Dear Mr M,My Dear Mr M by ~Bitter-Beauty666
With the way reality crushes my chest, twisting my heart between its clawed fingers till the world spins around me, it would be a lie to say I want the contamination of reality to touch me. Though, I do not wish to be thrown into a deep abyss of imagination where reality no longer exists. I do not want to be protected from it, more so, helped along within it.
When life drags me into that rotting, dank house carved of insults, the furnishing merely a few kind words which stop me from seeping between the floorboards, I wish to be strong. I wish to be strong enough to orchestrate the rise and fall of my chest and be able to fine-
My Brain Scrape out my intestines, my heart and my lungs.My Brain by ~Bitter-Beauty666
This broken shell without its organs cannot live;
What am I? This brain is so sure it can survive alone.
My heart aches.
70 beats
80 beats
90 beats
One hundred beats a minute.
My ventricles are tiring of this constant pumping
And the neurones have given up on sending me mail.
I dare you- remove the tick of my inner clock
And see how my world swirls without limits of life.
Tear out these motorways of veins and drain the blood reservoirs.
Who needs a useless body to connect with reality,
When my brain can create such a glorious world of its own?
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Lazy 
I'll definitely watch it when I can (hopefully very soon!!!)~~~ 
