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Tactics
My nest of fire burns bright
I live inside this miserable skin
drowning while lighting a cigarette
smoke marks my lobes
scarring every word I release
smiling at this emptiness
veins run dry, ashes to dust
I trim my hair
opening my legs with blatant lust
too lonely to believe
mentally undone
my words kill the insane
desperate tactics overall have finally won
soaking wet
my blood sits in this puddle
as I watch it, it rains
leave me in peace
I've made my choice
now let me lay here
I need not want your help
I am not felt
I wither alone forever
my last hand was dealt


© Candice Ballinger


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