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I don’t want your worship. I don’t want your devotion. I don’t want servitude, Glory, Or praise. You know this. So you whisper synthetic prayers in my ear And I accept them like I’m God. But I’m the unknowing sacrifice You have no right to give. I’m a chipped star’s shard, Hurtling from heaven, Suspended in space, Just as much as I’m falling. My destination never arrives Because condemnation is directionless. So you hold me in your palm And worship my beauty when there’s none, My genius of nothing, My empty purpose of being, Because you know it Better than I ever could.
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Oct 3, 2018
Oct 3, 2018 at 12:31 AM UTC
Synthetic Prayers
I don’t want your worship. I don’t want your devotion. I don’t want servitude, Glory, Or praise. You know this. So you whisper synthetic prayers in my ear And I accept them like I’m God. But I’m the unknowing sacrifice You have no right to give. I’m a chipped star’s shard, Hurtling from heaven, Suspended in space, Just as much as I’m falling. My destination never arrives Because condemnation is directionless. So you hold me in your palm And worship my beauty when there’s none, My genius of nothing, My empty purpose of being, Because you know it Better than I ever could.
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Oct 3, 2018
Oct 3, 2018 at 12:31 AM UTC
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