Time’s Running Out

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Contributor: d0ll

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My eyes, my nose, my face
Lost in the outerspace
My eyes are absinthe
My face is absinthe
You’re hanging on the wall
You’re resting on my shoulder
No eyeliner left to smudge
The fire’s not burning but it smoulders

Broken is ugly
And ugly is broken
Kisses are out of fashion
Sex is fast and cheap
I am the living amongst the dead
But if I shake them
They will tell me
I’m just looking for attention

I will fall apart
No matter if you watch or not
Can you please hold my hand
Accelerate this chemical reaction
Because we have no time
To wait for days

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Student, post punk Djane and alt model, DIY enthusiast from Slovakia


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