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There's something wrong, hanging in the air Tastes sweet, and fetid, we feel it on the wind In the dying heat, seeping through the screen And it catches your attention You don't seem to notice that I follow you outside Watch you worm your way past the trees I hesitate, for a second, something in my throat you start to run, as you gain distance, my chest feels tight You disappear inside. Through the open door A trail of residue, marking your every step I feel it on each rung, in my apprehension I'm overcome with dread And in that sordid loft, I find you in the shade I feel my throat convulse and I collapse Mind scattered, sickness takes its way, I'm trying to hold Myself together, I can't think straight Appalled beyond remnants of my faith Intrinsic repulsion, at every sickened sound you make Pity rends at my soul, as I watch as you rise Against the shadow, I can see your eyes As you start to see me, in a different light So finding myself alone, i clung to your affidavit I guess you got me in your own way, in a misguided attempt at reconciliation You locked me out of my own heart, out of my mind And swore up and down that you'd done nothing of the sort I can no longer find the will of better self A promise that I could relate the truths I found
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Mar 5, 2019
Mar 5, 2019 at 2:54 AM UTC
dark theaters are best for dark deeds
There's something wrong, hanging in the air Tastes sweet, and fetid, we feel it on the wind In the dying heat, seeping through the screen And it catches your attention You don't seem to notice that I follow you outside Watch you worm your way past the trees I hesitate, for a second, something in my throat you start to run, as you gain distance, my chest feels tight You disappear inside. Through the open door A trail of residue, marking your every step I feel it on each rung, in my apprehension I'm overcome with dread And in that sordid loft, I find you in the shade I feel my throat convulse and I collapse Mind scattered, sickness takes its way, I'm trying to hold Myself together, I can't think straight Appalled beyond remnants of my faith Intrinsic repulsion, at every sickened sound you make Pity rends at my soul, as I watch as you rise Against the shadow, I can see your eyes As you start to see me, in a different light So finding myself alone, i clung to your affidavit I guess you got me in your own way, in a misguided attempt at reconciliation You locked me out of my own heart, out of my mind And swore up and down that you'd done nothing of the sort I can no longer find the will of better self A promise that I could relate the truths I found
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Mar 5, 2019
Mar 5, 2019 at 2:54 AM UTC
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