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[fludderbi]

[fludderbi]

The Professional

I am a professional escape artist

when it comes to you,

But it’s not my fault the flame burns bright,

Its just something that you make me do.

Id saw myself in peices

If one of me weren't enough,

And dissingrate before the audience

If you said I was too much.

I turn you inside out,

in brand new ways,

and i think I like the transcendent way it tastes.

I hope you take this in a confessional way,

My temper is the hottest torch,

Ive learned to leave without a trace,

When it all starts feeling forced,

He'll remember my warm embrace.

I have a concupiscent taste,

I cant explain why it aches,

I guess it's rooted in my stature.

I have monster inside me

Not a serpent but something else, entirely.

And she lays dormant till she feeds,

she wraps a scaley fist around him even faster

As i tell the prey not to panic

she's spitting out seeds,

And picking with his widdled bones

The space between her teeth where theres meat.

Dont worry, I'm a professional.

[dappermouth]

And then you had that dream again.

[fludderbi]

I'm not afraid of getting everything I ever wanted,

No offense i guess but I'm just being honest,

I'm a sucker for expensive baby blues

Watch me cannonball right back into jewels.

I'm a soft girl but I have to try my hardest,

I missed all your signals and left you feeling haunted,

Im a sight to see and think i need a harness,

Throw me a raft honey, pull me out the darkness.

Angels can be evil baby I swear that I'm harmless,

I'm a good girl but you make me feel desperate,

I'll forgive but baby you that know my minds set.

Tell me darling, did I give the wrong impression?

Make you believe that this is less than an obsession?

Apply some pressure so you learn some lessons?

Watch your mouth baby you know I'm a blessing.

I'm a sweet girl but my knife is the sharpest,

I'll claw your back and I know you'll learn to like it,

I'll have you strung out on a sinker when those lines hit,

Dripping down my thighs cause i know you love when i ride it .

I'm a mess and i like it,

you love my sighs, and i love the deep end.

i'm a bright girl but you got me acting reckless

Drag myself across your body baby down to the trenches,

Suck the life from your eyes where the light is,

Don't make me beg, baby I know you deserve this.

[fludderbi]

What would you do with all this high potential?

disguised as the devil, and troubled by details

This is not so preferential.

I wish I wasn't so cursed with all this high potential,

I could get high just so i

could find some private temple,

I ache to be some wild spectacle,

A siren luring your pirate's vessel.

The crashing of a wave, the secret sounds i make because

You know I'll never stay.

I'm the aurora, after the

Brightest spectrals

Blue green hues dancing around in the liminal

All I have is high potential.

A satellite that orbits high above your lovely life, and bears witness to it.

i'm the asteroid you're begging to crash into.

I wish I had more than high potential.

[fludderbi]

THE OSSUARY

The earth holds her softly now,

More than any man could,

But she's cried a river of tears,

More than anyone should.

You know, it isn't so justified,

What is the purpose of her pain?

The break in bone has calcified,

It's a woman's burden; to shoulder the blame.

But if you ask me the reason why isn't she here,

Id tell you her memory lingers

like the scars of blades

And it lingers long after the hurt.

Were her deepest wounds fated?

She rests in her gilded ossuary

To peer upon her kin,

A problem of divine timing

You find

Who's misty eyed in the mourning?

And who's fatal flaws find comfort

In her undoing?

[h4h4n0tfunny]

Well if this ain't relatable af

[fludderbi]

Well, it's just me and my prognosis

With our backs against the wall,

We really are the closest,

Adolescents in our tattered jeans

Drinking the poison from our trophies

we've been through it all.

Cradle to the grave until fall,

From frozen frigid grounds,

to spring and then the Summer

until all the flowers bloom

then they whither by the fall.

Anxiously anticipating

The crash and then the call.

Changing aches like growing pains

And i do like the weather,

Cells divide and multiply,

And tissue grows without a reason,

While my body is teathered by

an arsenal of its own organic treason.

The pain, it comes and goes

like Tidal highs and lows,

And my appetite varies from

Synthetic hormones.

And i can't recall a single page,

That i read just last week,

So my thirst for understanding

Supplements my intolerance of heat.

I Used to be so scared that I

would lose faith in my belief

My system runs on over drive,

So i medicate with THC.

Drinking doesn't work for me,

I end up feeling worse,

So I put the bottle down

Despite this wretched curse.

The curse to feel anything,

and nothing at all at once

Not feeling Pain is something

like pleasure,

depending on the month.

[fludderbi]

The axe forgets, but the tree remembers.

[delicatuscii-wasbella102]

[dinosaurwithablog]

The beauty of change!! 😁😍

[fludderbi]

Had a lot of fun with this monochromatic take on the 70s variant. Eyelashes are really hard, but I kept thinking how dipped in gold the 70s tracks felt and (for HFK REASONS) asked myself what if I was just a super silly goose and did this in all gold?

[fludderbi]

Started drawing more on my phone, since I don't have a tablet. Feeling inspired by the era covers for TGI...these days it's hard to feel anything without feeling EVERYTHING. I'm so excited to listen to the lyrics and find myself in between the words Halsey thought would be their legacy.

[capsicumking]

[fludderbi]

At least once a day I remember that halsey wrote the lyric "sit in silence waiting for a sign" and it sounds like running water... i love it so much. Their use of alliteration is undervalued.

[fludderbi]

Bleeder

And he says it's all inside my fucking head,

Another weekend wasted stuck in bed,

Burnt away and out from all the the reasons to

play dead.

Dont you forget all my money spent

Tricked out, my pockets like crumbs of bread

Counting all the treasons from my friends.

My favorite demons have their dwellings,

And they live inside my head,

Connecting dots and keeping scores.

I Just missed the comfort of my depression,

Did I give the wrong impression?

I always was a bleeder since I was ten years old, And i know how to hide my meagre achings With a demeanor that's well controlled.

Always such a pleasure,

to always be a bleeder

Make sure you never want or need her when it's her time.

[ad-wills]

[fludderbi]

INSOLENT

I hope your success never equates the blood you traided for it,

And I hope your souls in pieces and you have a hard time breathing and your heart is tweaking for it.

I hope you wake up every morning and your head hurts,

I hope you eat but it's not enough to fill you up,

And you end up feeling worse.

And i hope you could tell that I'm angry still

I hope you know you left me wondering what I ever did wrong

I hope you learn there's a void in you that glory will never fill.

And I hope you know that is the cruelest punishment So take it all in stride,

And I hope your dog lives a long and healthy life despite your fuckin pride.

I hope your coffee is never right, no matter how you make it,

And I hope your mouth is always dry and you can barely even spit.

And I hope your socks fall past your ankles and arch of your feet,

And I hope your asscrack always itches despite how hard deep you scratch it

I hope you know you're too much of a coward for conversations,

You don't like to face the people you're hurting, So I hope there's a need you can't reach and always keeps you yearning.

2023, 𝕸𝖔𝖗𝖎𝖆𝖍