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 Aug 2019 Lye
Ruheen
Autopsy
 Aug 2019 Lye
Ruheen
You wash out the bodies
Hang up on a line
Pin 'em up so very high
And wait for the blood to dry

Iron them out
Straight as can be
Rough, but smooth
Not a wrinkle, or crease

Grab your knife
And cut it up
See the results
They should be enough

Now, fold them up
And pack away
Lock the doors
To keep 'em safe
I swear I'm crazy. I just compared dead bodies to clothes. *shudder*
 Aug 2019 Lye
Ruheen
Hair
 Aug 2019 Lye
Ruheen
Smooth, so you slide down
Until you reach the middle

It's all tangled up
And you're not so little

You brush it away
And don't look back

You slide down further
Until you reach the end

And find that everything's
All knotted up again
I love my hair, but I hate it.
 Aug 2019 Lye
Ruheen
Fire Meets Fate
 Aug 2019 Lye
Ruheen
It burns your bones
Burns your soul

Leaves you cold
But still somehow whole

Lights up your heart
To get rid of the dark

Flames lick your skin
You see the Devil's grin

Turns you inside out
To blacken the outside now

You can see it in your eyes
When the water dries

When your tears start to sting
Know you're tired of crying

It's destiny's date
There is no escape

When fire meets fate.
uhuh. ok then. byee.
 Jul 2019 Lye
Stained Glass
" the depression multiplies the force of gravity until the simplest, most everyday tasks become Olympic feats."
u.k.
 Jul 2019 Lye
Stained Glass
Thoughts
 Jul 2019 Lye
Stained Glass
"They take me by my wrist
Grip turning my skin red
Pulled like a flower from the dirt,
this illness wants me dead."
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