F.T.Willz poems (prolly frank iero no one knows)

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take whatever you want from me, but know that none of the hate and pain is free.

i saw the end of the world in my sleep, it was like a horrifying dream that fell in too deep, like a flailing infant into the deep end of the pool that figured out it couldn't breath. pupils dilate and hairs stand up on the back of my neck, i'm flaying myself open for you. i can learn to live with my darkness and my tragedies, you can trust me. please trust me. there's a lot there that neither of us understand, and the air between is full of empty questions and loose promises floating along like so much discarded human detritus. oh, there's so much that we don't know.

you need to understand.
i need to understand.
they need to understand.

floating above the ceiling staring down at the grotesque masquerades that i've committed, i'm just sorry that i never took the time to tell you. all our molecules are colliding and yet we've never even touched, but it's the oxygen carrying all my bad intentions over to you (understand?). there's still so much left for me to see, i don't believe i can possibly cram it all into my already swelled to bursting brain. but someday i'll find the space, someday i'll see it all. and someday, you'll see exactly why it is that i kept so much

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F.T.WillZ-must-die
(i believe lol)