I starved myself today
will you find me attractive soon?
My cheekbones push through
my emaciated dreams

I always worship bad luck
it’s the foundation of my well being
In your emerald eyes
I drown in spite of what I said

She is the cancer I always wanted
She is the cancer I always wanted
Oh,
I’ve been good today, devour me some more

My hands feel the potholes on my arms
not important enough for you
I kissed your poison laced lips
we can be screwed up together

I’m happy enough in my empty home
why would you want to see me anyway?
I won’t let sentiments rule me now
they are cancerous to us all

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