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there's
too much
sugar in my tea
i turned it upside down
but i had drank the cup
and so the nothingness came out
i tried to find another drop that
somehow hid away
and waited
for the water to unsettle all disdain
i heard the kettle whistling, the seconds to be
poured but i could feel myself become the steam that
hotly soared by disappearing perfectly, i'd managed to escape
and even if it burned me up it wasn't by mistake the candy man
would come again, of this i could be sure but company like his i knew
i'd not have to endure i flew above his crystal head and melted in the sky
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became the kind of additive that turned his tea to brine

There is a blessing that I cannot give
I fear if you take it I'll no longer live
I've gotten so close to releasing it still
Knowing i'd vanish once you got your fill
But all of the anger has bled from my bones
And love will restore what my body condones
The moment is here and delaying can wait
Surrender my words before it is too late

Where is any sanity the world told me it had
For everywhere I look I see the creatures going mad
It must be in the water and the air that we all breathe
A kind of animosity that never takes reprieve
To linger there inside is the way for it feed
The appetite of villains who consume your every deed
Protection can be offered but it is not what it seems
An optical illusion that unravels in your dreams
But when they make you restless, the monsters in your head
Insomnia will settle on the weightiness of dread
And under all the pressure every body will retire
Dissevered by the senses and returned into the mire

I must've died a thousand times before I somehow came to find
A boy who knew the same as I
that we belonged inside the sky
And so the days would wander by
We'd gotten close, not asking why
For it was truth that made us fly
Until the middle of July
.
.
.
Our story ceased to carry on
Released our hands and we were gone
Direction put him down upon
The very carriage he had drawn
My voice was harsh, he heard it wrong
I said too much, a denouement
But save the chance he comes along I'll keep my voice to sing our song

times you will escape my mind
and then I'll take

With strangest precision
I made the incision
Inherent decision
Impairing my vision

My search was defined
The day I went blind
It somehow aligned
For me not to find

Fictitious revision
Brought will to submission
A juxtaposition
Arranged inquisition

So speak from your mind
And tick with the time
Awaiting reply  
You tarry, you die

Awoke
one
night
to
find
myself
inside
the
strangest
room

Or
was
it
mine
I
couldn't
tell
my
head
became
a
tomb

I put away my body's bones and let my thoughts deny
The only voice I ever knew was my unhallowed cry

Unconsciousness had settled in and once again I slept
Of sanity, of any dream, of any peace bereft

Astray I went meandering to lock the open doors
And in the place that I had been I saw them on all fours

The foam continued pouring out from deep inside their traps
I stood there watching 'til the fear had caused me to collapse

So
cyclical
it
seemed
to
be
how
long
before
I'm
dead?

With
barking
banter
beckoning
I'd
join
them
in
their
bed