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Mar 2018
Vivid Neon Skies  
Drip,
      Drip,
           Sliding down the pain
Scratching, clawing
           searching for escape
Barely healing
           Rarely living
Corporate gowns of filth
               A shallow wasteland of next level haute
We cry out our blood is all red
      Til the stitching becomes undone
                  Hemorrhaging on the ground a Benjamin green
Peace
           Love
                    Total Collapse
Babble’s tower
           Jericho’s wall
                 Your Ivory towers
Ruins in due time
       Corrupt soil will not produce a healthy growth
Fields of violets
        A river’s bend
                 The very breath of life
Wonderfully misleading
                 Genuinely scarce
    Beyond our collective limits
Found are the Lost
                     Lost are the castaways
An hour glass that’s ever flipping
      Never fully reset
Grain by Grain, washed away
      Hostage to its environment
To a role it must play, despite conviction
              Tick,
                   Tick,
                        As time infinitely stands still
And goes by so fast, simultaneously
    Is that the haze we had hoped to create?
A line so blurred, that reality hangs upside down
         Deception
               Failure
                   Acceptance
               What’s your poison?
     Will it be your vice or virtue that places you into eternal slumber
Beautifully tragic
        Completely composed
                           T    O   X   I   C
C Solace
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C Solace  35/F
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   Skye Marshmallow and Cné
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