|I'm not even here
Author: Time To Change PM
so please don't linger.Rated: Fiction T - English - Poetry/Angst - Words: 63 - Reviews: 3 - Favs: 1 - Published: 07-09-11 - id: 2931026
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Their agony kneads itself into my flesh.
I'm bread dough.
And I resent myself for my petty jealousies
as they spin through their tragedies.
At least they have something fucking real.
And how sicksicksick must I be to feel
this way, huh?
God I want someone to touch me,
to feel so delightfully, shamefully human -
instead of this digital shell of one.