I KNEW THIS DAY WOULD COME WHEN MY HEART AND MIND WOULD NO LONGER SING ON CUE, WHERE THE HYPNOSIS OF POETRY WOULD BE JUST WIN~DRAW OR LOSE... FROST BIT SO NOW MY LIMBS HAVE COMPLETELY FALLEN OFF, SYMPTOMS OF A COMMON COLD NO SNEEZING JUST A STRONG COUGH... I DIDN'T WANT TO BID FAREWELL TO THESE EMOTIONS BUT I HAVE BEEN ABANDONED, SOLD OUT BY POETRY LIKE WE WERE NOTHING MORE THAN PASSING STRANGERS... MY EYES STILL WATER CAUSE THIS STING IS FOREVER, THEY SAY THE TIE ALWAYS BIND BUT SOMETIMES THAT SHIT JUST GETS SEVERED.... WE FIND OTHER PICTURES TO PAINT CAUSE WHO REALLY WANTS TO BE ALL ALONE, BUT BROKEN BRUSHES ON DRY CANVASES ALWAYS MAKES US MOVE RIGHT ON ALONG... I KEEP DESTROYING EVERY ARTIFACT AND EVERY KIND OF MURAL, CAUSE I CAN'T EXCEPT THE FACT THAT THREE IS NOT THE CORRECT NUMERAL...
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