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Inert
03:51
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Basking in empty sensory
The sun begins to wilt for me
Spectrally it pleas me
Existence to cease to be
The pressure it brought me back
The entrance I found was impeded
The exit I sought became out of sight
The path that I tread is to aimless light
Separate at the seams
I’ve settled with this
Within myself
Within Myself
Time passes
Inert and I cant react
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Lingering
07:53
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Splintered there before me were people I once knew
Hopelessly deciding which piece could be their truth
Nothing ever seems to align the same again
Nothing ever seems to align
Outside of our bodies will we align again
Left without parts within and sifting through this skin
Reached for something breathing while sinking
Corrosion close to home this
Garden claimed the land that was
To be my throne I reach for something
Breathing, pushing, daises leads
To curdling bones nothing ever
Seems to align
Align the same again
Lingering in vibrant hues and laced with self deceit
The chemicals reminding of the patterns that repeat
Atop the peak confusion speaks to what’s beneath the crop
Curdling bones clashing with stones to claim their sacred soil
Left without parts within
Sifting through this skin
Reached for something breathing as I
Quickly sunk back in
This through the end
There must exist
Some pleasure, a laugh, or gasp
Of lust, for life
To measure
The people I once knew
But imitation of the truth
That I was really him
And there was never you
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