every surface is taken
bitten by the cursed subject to elementary flaw
tendered by the meek forbidden by in law
to serve the wicked is all that’s left to feel
head to heel
what’s now real
heaven knows
who has to go
and she’s not telling
in one ear
exit wounds
to heal the living
expensed ruin
to seek and find
one more strike
every freedom rings
in a rose glass world
temper suggestion
untitled whirl
entitled scream
married to the noise
dead ones are the best
set in their toys
madness within
is all we have
finish living
before life begins
little use in saying
even less to know
what’s understood
rather let go
so you’d know
just so you know
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