the holes get bigger as you try to fill them
twisted by fate
looking horrendous
living in the now
secure in the turbulence
taking in the drama
longing for the cataclysm
absolutely divested
wanting to stone the light
the deep well of the womb
between the two of us
decomposed of light
heartless as a molecule
washing it off
absolutely sunk
absolute silence
how hard it is to accept
to just barely discern
you had opened up a tomb
removing memories from the past
and I wanted to strangle you
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