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Adorned
03:37
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If I was to flee my frame would you still pursue?
I pray for amnesia as the
knowing and the wanting
and the breathless steps accompany me
to suffocation.
Rebirth my mind anew, to betray
the thought of me and you.
Familiar strangers we shall remain,
our acquaintance never made,
with nothing lost on these broken plains.
Broken plains.
Cause your wretched pounding on my surface
serves no purpose, for what lay beneath
was all that managed to escape,
leaving this...
wreckage as a reminder of its presence.
And this desperation and darkness entwine,
corroding until only my shadow prevails.
And this desperation and darkness entwine to shape me whole,
corroding until only my shadow prevails.
For I am adorned with your grace,
never am I to leave this place.
Your work here is done.
Your work here is done.
I am done.
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Broken Vows
03:07
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Oh your greed, how she made such a lovely bride.
Beauty's introspection.
Now your eyes see homicide with recent vows
to betray the promise you confided
to the mirror.
You swore you'd never let it go this far.
With gluttonous reflections,
lied to your own face yet again...
Values and morals.
Actions and meanings.
Mistakes and regrets.
With fingers interlocked at the end of the aisle
teeth holding back whispers
that tried to break through at the altar...
They breathed show me the money.
Oh your need, how she made such a lovely bride.
Desperation indeed.
Ain't no turning back for you, cowboy.
Somewhere beneath your frozen layers
a heart still resonates of a
shadowed likeness, but even that is owed
in the pre-numptual contract.
Half of everything baby. Half, baby.
What a punchline you've become.
Atop your throne of bone, alone.
What a punchline you've become.
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Unlearning
02:24
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"Atrophy! Atrophy!" scream sorry limbs;
done with being pushed to the brink,
and still they do not break.
"Wake up! Wake up!" cry tired eyes;
over looking to the past,
not beyond our pathetic wake.
Naked with our clothes on,
open with our eyes closed;
we speak in tongues
but have only one.
Broken thoughts become
shattered dreams,
underline every notice of
attention to under-appreciated lives.
Repeating our curse,
unlearning our worst.
Reliving our dire lives every day
and realising nothing of the years preceded.
Lessons forgotten are now never learnt.
No memory to remind
these forever shackled minds
of virtues now left behind.
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