Pliable unreality
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VERSE
            Try and let go
Who


Rear your head from the sand and

Put yourself together

Again

Loud proud quiet as a mouse
She sings of birds and ladies animals and
Never shares herself with the world
Constantly in question and unable to
Believe there is more to he(a)r that others find
Themselves in (it)

Growing is usually an upward trajectory
The thoughts that batter your brain make
me, I(')ll be unable to say what you need
To understand is an understated form of
Smithing and polishing the mirror that I
Stare at, the wall that crumbles at our touch
Defies emotion and structure, I want to view
Myself differently again and again until
Time falls through

Unend the end of everything
Eat the fruit of your labour
**** the juice as it drips from your lips
I want to tie myself down to the maypole
Dance a never beginning circle
With your arms tethering me to the ground

Play my fid
D l'v(e)     Always hated

My body and mind

**** my words from me and
to shreds

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If you speak never to start silence

Eat your heart and burn the rest

Of your body along with mine

Once upon a midnight quandary
My thoughts enveloped closely
By the owner of my heartache
And the dawn of the new daybreak

Many tears are shed at the coming
Of the one she is becoming
I recommend the Falcon stop
And sit by the wayside on the road up

Roses are what I would give you
Slowly over time I'll bring you
Due to fall apart in your arms
To protect you from harm

Killing time and ourselves willing
The other shilling views of grandeur
Pleasure green of grasses past your
Crinkled nose and beet red cheeks

As we fall quickly to the ground


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The tales that dance on the wind
Flow from my breath like
Water my thoughts liquid and abrupt
Tear the rocks in half and the ground in
Twine my burbling nature with man
Gro()ves of my presence and knowledge of my actions
Discard the cascading river of thoughts
Mushroom spores infecting bugs killing
Creatures with nothing but the buds of
My affection discarded for the truth
Obscured by frost