a reader gone blind.
a writer without use.
a reflection with a fearful owner.
a song bearing no heart.
a missing puzzle piece.
a soul slowly failing.
a mind mindless.
the puzzle with no end.
may our souls rot
with our trivial lives.
bear no crucifix lightly.
watch the end come.
may our souls rot.
may they rot for
all to come.
in the passing dream
of our two shadows
in the sea of shame
may they rot.
the bomb brings
no health.
the shadows outside
have our pain.
pain holds the lies.
lacking feeling before
the final plunge.
may our souls rot.
may they rot
for all to come.
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What makes sence is what isn't there.
To change what is. Is to change the opposite.
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