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from Hazel by Grower

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When you only need one thing, there's no respite from your nights alone. From your screaming blood. From your chemical home. Tear your skin, your body limb from limb. Live in sin. Feel it's claws in your flesh. Feel the hole in your chest. Feel your body screaming for death. Your judgement? It leaves me wanting. Don't think of this as a slow suicide; I'm just trying to feel nothing. I wish my world was as flat as yours, so I could just roll the fuck off of it.

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from Hazel, released September 2, 2015

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