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Jan 2018
I want to scream out
But these private moments
Are not my own
To voice
I place faith in an emptiness
Feeding the hollow in my chest

   Waiting out these tribulations
   To cast my shadow
   A new generation

So I hide until I die inside
A little time is all it takes
To break these wounds

Condemn me
For wanting
To taste the temptation
Of a lifetime achieved
With fists clenched towards an abyss
I bury my knees to the ground

   Waiting out these tribulations
   To cast my shadow
   A new generation

So I hide until I die inside
A little time is all it takes
To break these wounds

   I place faith in my emptiness
   With fists clenched towards an abyss
   I bury my knees into my chest
   And sever this hollow ground

So I hide until I die inside
A new generation
My shadow cast aside
Brandon
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