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Stomping yourself in denim sadness Stomping trudging Breaking bones A mire of tar in our lungs seeps Cutting the circulation Between reality A mountain of mole hills engulfs us Our reflections in these SHARDS Detach trauma from our hearts A PACE MAKER OF ANGUISH This ataxic syncopation reality and viral vision A pace maker of anguish Laying in this ***** den Of bankruptcy Our place isn't forgiveness It's not something we can earn or Give People are not your objects Denim Jean's Sadness A beat stomped from existance Rythm Dies A beat stomped from existence Existance Is putrid I smell it On your breath Existance Is anguish This prison Of brain meat Existance Beautiful Without me I'll miss it Obsidian shoes And diamond armor Won't protect me A mind of gold and heart like a watch Won't carry the breath beat of the cities I have a death inside me A rotting corpse An Identical being stomach's retching remorse strapped to this dead body I'm carrying in my heart A symbiote child Sewn to the dark Help me drive a stake through Myself Help me release all I thought I was All the pain guilt and anguish I am All that has defined me from my wrongs
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Jul 19, 2019
Jul 19, 2019 at 1:29 PM UTC
Stomping Yourself in Denim Sadness
Stomping yourself in denim sadness Stomping trudging Breaking bones A mire of tar in our lungs seeps Cutting the circulation Between reality A mountain of mole hills engulfs us Our reflections in these SHARDS Detach trauma from our hearts A PACE MAKER OF ANGUISH This ataxic syncopation reality and viral vision A pace maker of anguish Laying in this ***** den Of bankruptcy Our place isn't forgiveness It's not something we can earn or Give People are not your objects Denim Jean's Sadness A beat stomped from existance Rythm Dies A beat stomped from existence Existance Is putrid I smell it On your breath Existance Is anguish This prison Of brain meat Existance Beautiful Without me I'll miss it Obsidian shoes And diamond armor Won't protect me A mind of gold and heart like a watch Won't carry the breath beat of the cities I have a death inside me A rotting corpse An Identical being stomach's retching remorse strapped to this dead body I'm carrying in my heart A symbiote child Sewn to the dark Help me drive a stake through Myself Help me release all I thought I was All the pain guilt and anguish I am All that has defined me from my wrongs
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Lendonpartain
32/Non-binary/American
Jul 19, 2019
Jul 19, 2019 at 1:29 PM UTC
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