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Dec 2018
A consequence of love
We cannot abide
Inside my minds eye these faces divide
The question still begs,
Who am I;
One thousand masks dwell within
They come to meet you, to try and let you in
Little white lies that are violent like knives
Cutting through virtue, breaking all the ice
Aching for a faultlessness I trim away a little more
And there's no loss here
We're just settling a score
Your undead eyes see trough this open book
The doors ajar, take a look
It is nothing more than what you can see
Humility raises these walls around me
And I'll hide here, just like a secret
Ceaselessly burying my own heart just so you can dig it up and keep it
And it's down so deep it becomes hard to breathe
I look in your eyes as they devour me
I can't see my reflection because the light is dim
I'm too weak to climb out but you're strong enough to get in
You begin to whisper and I start to see
My own loathsome skin is suffocating me
So I run, just like I did before
We're sleepwalking, and I'm so afraid
Breaking through a brick door
Inevitably descending into another chasm, on the fringe of my mind where I can just disappear
Time stands still while we're trapped in here
And your eyes, they're still devouring me
I begin to hear you whisper, and I can almost see
But we're still sleepwalking
And I,
Can't breathe
Stíofáinín
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Stíofáinín  35/F/Ireland
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