Dont fucking touch me
i drink paint,
dirty paint,
it's dark, it's dark.
have too many colors in a cup, the paint goes dark.
your handwriting become smaller and smaller,
you have no idea how to survive without the one you love.
your loved one swallowed by the ocean's wave.
how can he breath in the water?
how can he walk in the dark water?
how could he let me choke on water? dark water.
he got tight, tight to a mermaid.
i feel like a worm instead of a mermaid..
have i look down on myself?
i guess i have,
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