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The Clock Ticks

December 31, 2015
By bruisedmemories ELITE, Birdsboro, Pennsylvania
bruisedmemories ELITE, Birdsboro, Pennsylvania
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Favorite Quote:
&quot;When you&#039;re young, you can fly, but we trip on clouds &#039;cause we get too high&quot; -The Band Perry (Song: Don&#039;t Let Me Be Lonely)<br /> &quot;Cause no matter what, you&#039;ll never be alone&quot; -Lady Antebellum (Song: Compass)


My lungs are weak.

My mind is exhausted.

 

My lips kiss a glass bottle for breakfast

and I take medication for dinner

that's supposed to alter my mood.

 

My bones are brittle.

My hands are cold.

 

I'm running my fingers over scars

and purple bruises that are a result

of a coping mechanism and you.

 

My nails are blue.

My stomach is empty.

 

I'm neglecting to feed my body

as it growls and screams for a taste

of something other than famine.

 

My childhood is a blur.

My teenage years were psychotic.

 

I'm a living, intoxicated travesty

that is being drowned in an ocean

of salty tears and self-destruction.

 

I was doomed from the start

and doomed I shall always be.



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