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Consequential cornea, Staring at a canvas, Violently resisting a cloud of salt water, Selfishly succumb to the follicle strands, They administer a quiet reprieve, Two convoluted colonies of physical expressions, Where one is ambivalent and the other unconvincing, Into an ether of color and disorder, tortured on a skin tight easel, He is trying so hard to paint a smile on that face, But his brush is dry, his paint mixed together, Attempt to break the silence, To be met with a lethal interjection. I know this doesn't make sense, It never does, So I will put this into words you'll understand, I am gone, Out the window, Free fall into concrete, Gurney waiting calmly, For a chord to pull, A pillow over my face, A needle shoved in my vein, A lethal interjection, A desperate panic attack, I'm setting you free, And you will be happy.
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Jul 5, 2025
Jul 5, 2025 at 11:27 PM UTC
The Living Room
Consequential cornea, Staring at a canvas, Violently resisting a cloud of salt water, Selfishly succumb to the follicle strands, They administer a quiet reprieve, Two convoluted colonies of physical expressions, Where one is ambivalent and the other unconvincing, Into an ether of color and disorder, tortured on a skin tight easel, He is trying so hard to paint a smile on that face, But his brush is dry, his paint mixed together, Attempt to break the silence, To be met with a lethal interjection. I know this doesn't make sense, It never does, So I will put this into words you'll understand, I am gone, Out the window, Free fall into concrete, Gurney waiting calmly, For a chord to pull, A pillow over my face, A needle shoved in my vein, A lethal interjection, A desperate panic attack, I'm setting you free, And you will be happy.
Kevards
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Jul 5, 2025
Jul 5, 2025 at 11:27 PM UTC
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