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Have you seen Dead Ringers (1988) by David Cronenburg? Dead Ringers 1988 blinkie

I chose an eternity of this

Like falling angels

The world disappeared

Laughing into the fire

Is it always like this?

Flesh and blood and the first kiss

The first colors, the first kiss


We writhed under a red light

Voodoo smile, Siamese twins

Girl at the window looks at me for an hour

Then everything falls apart

Broken inside me, it falls apart


The walls and the ceiling move in time

Push a blade into my hands

Slowly up the stairs

And into the room

Is it always like this?


Dancing in my pocket

Worms eat my skin

She glows and grows

With arms outstretched

Her legs around me

In the morning I cried


Leave me to die

You won't remember my voice

I walked away and grew old

You never talk, we never smile

I scream, you're nothing

I don't need you any more

You're nothing


It fades and spins

It fades and spins

Sing out loud, we all die

Laughing into the fire


Is it always like this?

Is it always like this?

Is it always like this?

a cup of coffee set on a plate with a spoon beside it