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Needles Who Perfect

I've got acid in my throat
Rising rising, higher and higher
It climbs leaving scorch marks in its wake
I've got needles buring themselves into my lips
"shut shut shut" they say as they move like snakes
With such grace
Powerful as they work
Trapping the bile back, I feel it burn my teeth
ACID. so many words unsaid, so many words trapped in my mind
trapped at the back of my throat
I too want to spew venom
I too want to tell them I hate them
Tell them they too are ugly
Tell them they too are screw-ups
Who should burn and die
But these needles continue to shut my lips
"upwards upwards" they say as my lips
are tugged into a perfect smile
~WiltedRose~
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