feeling like skin is silk
sky driven ambition
nothing to grab
nothing to sad
nothing to offer but the denial to struggle
so we struggle, with paces
search for letter i
been stabbed to a wall
pinned like shadow
diminishing like fog
better then a martyre
lending examples for no monday mornings
so it starts where it burns from little crevices
iv should have taken action
can we flow up like like balloons
reach a layer where the sun is no longer blocked
watch it thin to explode
where the world
crashes and departs in fragments
these notes will fill cracks with reasons
sending pieces away
we read to tie it all
see the world part from you
apart for her
heart beat restart
faster then the silence in the night
i can see where the day break ends
you make me want to relive it again
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