At the outward seam, I break the lean And fasten still, Another way Through purgatory.
Bruised and Chose.
How an interruption, In an enjoyment Of being safe, Can make me Bruised and Chose My coldness As my own […]
Color me Stupid.
Traverse the logic, That lets the beliefs In fictions and reductions, Convince us To continue Their productions.
Opaque.
When you are not, Good enough For the one, Who would Make you, Good.
No Smell.
I was on, That side So I had lost, The name.
Alright Today.
Even as the market of pursuit, Has halted us in suits I have allowed, A gilded hesitation If only for […]
Personality Crime.
Hold me, Hostage By what, I’m not And I will, Never Get Free.
We move forward.
We move forward, Yet what I have, Will never Catch me, Back.
Weather Opinion.
The voices from the start, Will narrow direction As the hope And us Do part.
Perceive.
But the bright, Won’t return If the light, Wasn’t A wave, At all.
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