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Feb 2010
Behind my eyes
There’s a fierce intensity

I breathe a false air
I separate true destiny

The past and the future
Hearing the call finally

Within a realm of shattered proportions
I ask the walls to lie

They wrote a different story for me
Withdrawal, I would comply

Should I live?
Yes, someone says… selfishly

You’d claim emotions
I have always lost me

I walk around
With an enormous planet

It sits on top me
I’m drinking all the oceans
And all the seas

No connections to draw on
No protection to feed on

Wet and *****
In a rainy mélange

I drink my spirit
I swallow my soul
Because it’s synthetic
It’s not my own.
Written by
Keiko Larrieux
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