yo, that's wack if i'm not the baddest


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i fell in love with a very sick girl, she was constantly choking, grabbing at her throat and shoving her fingers down it. she would burn around town in a hospital gown in her electric wheel chair, her eyes watering, green fluid gathering at the corners. the bugs flying at the windshield dont give her any panic. she sets her oars to the ground and lets them know she means business.she smooths her hands over her thighs and takes the pharmaceuticals she needs to move like a frightened dog in a cardboard box. don't get me wrong, you'd be scared too, her breathing machine keeping you up all night, those tubes running to plastic connectors that are permanent fixtures in her veins. she takes it like a war vet. she wraps her arms around you like a rope that wont untie, only wears away at your skin and leaves you raw. and then there is birthday cake, new sheets on the bed and she explodes around you like a water balloon being jabbed with a pin.
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