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mglmna
03:21
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I saw reflections of the self, in dire need of selfless help,
Yet I provide, beyond belief, no slight relief, I’m dragged through you.
What's being pushed, a narrative, a story I would like to tell,
Confused in motion, wondering, expecting change to befell,
Not only do I feel more lost, need seems to dim the guiding light,
And sparks from green fields lit, seem similar, yet not so bright.
No choice was given right away, just stoplights and sharp turns to take,
And I could just wonder off, and walk until my legs would break,
Sounds may merely guide my thought, engulfing me, if I allow,
And now they rule my selfless state, and I go on anyhow.
They convey no thoughts as I move on,
Cannot resist to be forever pleased,
They convey no pain as I indulge,
Assimilate the lesser state, bring about a better fate.
I can't hold your hand for years, to lead you through a different path,
Despite confirming all great fears, I still remain of help, in act,
I led you through an exodus, yet you can’t find your own Canaan,
Numbing all distress is digging graves for days, with hands in sand.
They convey no thoughts as I move on,
Cannot resist to be forever pleased,
They convey no pain as I indulge,
Assimilate the lesser state, bring about a better fate.
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illwill
03:16
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A presence I possess still merely repels,
I can’t morph into a self for someone else,
I walked the beaten path through thick and thin,
Yet the fractures on my legs tore all the skin.
Through the wounds, a modest fragment had escaped,
Each cell multiplied, but the toxic frame stayed,
Left behind, out of mind, just rotting underground,
And I still hear screeching, tears, discord in sound.
I can’t help but count the days until the silk is torn,
A better self, a latter half, an anthropoid is born,
Anticipate that all the change may not be for the better,
But after all, not the results, but the perception matters.
Ill will had put me in control,
I would’ve left, but where would I go,
Ill will had put me in control,
I would’ve left, but I can’t find my home.
In light of an absence, the thoughts still feel possessed,
Unchained by the root cause, the core still detests,
And the mind gives in slowly, to each and every attempt,
To be here, reminded where all pain has stemmed.
In all but name, I can’t remain, I can’t embrace the past,
If all was fine, at a latter point, repeat, it couldn’t last,
A self-proclaimed man at peace has been completely shattered,
The ancient one has left the shrine, a moth he has fathered.
Ill will had put me in control,
I would’ve left, but where would I go,
Ill will had put me in control,
I would’ve left, but I can’t find my home.
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sinksanksunk
03:16
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Depicted, a human that begged for all our care,
Unique in its needs, but not yet self-aware,
Confessed to the wrongs from our past and right now,
Yet turning a back to the pit of its fall.
We tend to forget the eyes we don’t see,
But the sky is staring back at me,
And if Cybele can’t speak, I still hear her say,
I know what you’d do, if it would bring change.
Mistakes were made as a unity,
As we feared that our time has come,
Mistakes were made as a unity,
I fear I did all that could be done.
If all of one's steps can lead to distress,
What does one hold and use to truly impress,
Such trust and need, such dedication,
To ignore the mistakes and create foundations.
Leaving behind the image I crave,
Ineffable pain that I once forgave,
Not that I lack the same strength once more,
And then, do I wonder, what can't I restore
I hope my lungs would still suffice, exhale,
Why did I follow the red light, choke,
I can’t explain why I still inhale, god,
Half a decade and you let me rot.
Mistakes were made as a unity,
As we feared that our time has come,
Mistakes were made as a unity,
I fear I did all that could be done.
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plainscape Sofia, Bulgaria
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