Make me substitute the intent of your significance for the lies that are told, wet lips on a dry mouth, closed eyes in the darkness, poised to be the ending we desired, while lost in the story we did not write, intentions withered, a sacrifice of normality, a sacrifice to late begin, a sacrifice, a circle of completeness, a circle of descent…
Surrounding Withered Corpses – Unhinged Poem
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