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"There's so many words we find are in the way. You could put your hand in mine, we'll run away."

Heathen

Carelessly passing through pieces of future
Stored in abundance
Such a waste
I have had visions of bodies split open
Exposing the thread of their secretive nature
Increasing demands of the ones that surround me
Noted for strength and kindness of heart have weakened me further
Beyond recognition mind as mist
Body crumbles to touch
Carelessly passing through pieces of future
Stored in abundance
What a waste
I have opened myself to this notion
Absorbing the filth of all that fall in my way
Carelessly passing through maze
This dementia has built around a thousand thoughts
Of the one who seduced to reveal my intentions
The one who has weakened me broken me down

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