The Man with Silver Blood
You take a quick look
and then turn a blind eye towards me.
You see the mercury
gushing out of my wounds.
Yes, you look at me
as if I were poisoned.
Aren't you amazed
that I'm still breathing?
You are.
But you see,
mercury did not wound me.
You did.
Your gut is full of it,
carefully packed,
suffocating you,
making you ignore
your deep dark desires
that you think are unnatural.
I let my mercury take over me,
I let it colour me
the beautiful silver.
Now you'll see,
why I love the glitter.
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Pseudo-life is the new way of living. Emotions are now emojis, moments are now lived in stories.
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surprising how pseudo thoughts bring peace to mind even when you know the reality.
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Hi my Fair-weather friends,
So today I deleted your numbers.
Also your places in my life.-
Things will just get worse you'll die
So don't ever think of suicide....
It was all a bad dream so sweet dreams and good nide(night)-
Smeared in the colors of pseudo love; my life's painted with forgotten bliss.
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Doraemon I have doracakes, please come here with your anywhere door I don't have a passport.
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She feared that she'd be typed as a high-class prig when she types him that he is not her type. Such was the tyranny of a modern girl and modern world. She was free, yet the social wraps distorted her beliefs and smudged her opinions.
She didn't like black guys, romantically. It was simple. She neither hated them. It was simple. It was hard-wired in her, she couldn't help it, how much she liked. It is like, you have affection for the red color, and probably because your innate emotions govern you in that fashion and for reasons unknown.
Like, she couldn't figure out why her mom bitched feminist shit to her doting dad, who did almost all the chores even after earning equal portions of bread like her thankless mother.
She by now had picked up severe allergies for pseudo-feminism, pseudo-racism, pseudo-XYZism.-