.
I
Want to
Push you
To the brink
Of existence.
I
Want
To supersede
Your subconscious.
I
Want
To
Remember
The slight
Warmth (touch)
Of your heavy
Head
As
It
Came
C
R
U
M
B
L
I
N
G
D
O
W
N
With
Fear
(And)
Resenment.
You were above
Natures natural
Order (f
A
T
E)
Some would say.
Perhaps these imeanable
"They"
Spoke not only
A truth a day
But
Spoke
In broken
Tongues.
The undeniable lies
Maybe easily
Forgotten..
But the forgotten
&nbs