the depths of my insanity
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The Depths of My Insanity
personally
i'd like to rip
out your throat
and string it around
whatever's left of
your neck
like a tie
and laugh as you
gasp for air
choked by your
throat around your
neck and by your
lack of a throat
inside of your neck
ironic isn't it?
gasping for air
because you're being
strangled by
something that
used to bring you air
laughing laughing lauuging
can't even remember how to spell it anymore
rip rip rip strangle laugh as you gasp
how angry am i?
but you see i can't do that
i
can't
rip
strangle
laugh
so i'll just smile
walk away calmly
like the thought never crossed my mind

~erika boal
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