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Nausea

  • Writer: Joseph Wiegand Bruss
    Joseph Wiegand Bruss
  • Jun 17
  • 1 min read

Originally published April 2023

Took my bitch off Prozac

don't think that was good

got her suicidal ideation back


"You're no good, you're no right

Your friends all hate you

Can't put up with your fight"


Murderous intentions plague your mind

Ripping your skull in half by force

Tear your skin off in the hope to be blind


Betrayal, Betrayal

it's all you can think of

all you can care for

when it's all about you


always has been

always should be


when the moment comes and it's not

you'd rather combust on the spot

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