chasing feelings like they can turn back
the clock that lay There, shattered
meaning to forcefully partake of change
by the grace of oneself, selfishly win against the system
this crocked diced hand we are given might divide us
unto more parts that we recognize as the wind picks up
and infects lovers oceans apart
seals another letter whose voice they contain
words we hear better still when the distance becomes years
they stockpile. domino effect that we couldn't possible hide
the chest was spilled open and we woke up shook
no greater grey past the screen
the silence faces the fake laughter as my adolescence passed me by
refusal of exchange of temperament of hurtin'
either we speak our mind or we suffocate and that fucks us up eh?
the absence of colour does not surprise
not what I needed to be honest
be what may
may it come quickly
for the chemistry was brief and left bruises that caved my being
I find myself addicted to the exaustion and digging at nothings
moody to a fault, I cannot let go
chewy wallpaper plug the hole inside my soul,
placate the bleeding before I lose all control:
I scratch, I headbutt, I faint
hands in the air off the driving wheel,
got nowhere else to go.
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