this blood drips like wine into your glass
you crave so innocently
we spill forth
and god how we've loved
dimensions disappeared
we were ghosts
love is a cycle of madness
logic would deem us to be
flattered by complacency
only to find
we've been fucked by hypocrisy
life is as it goes
and yes, nobody knows
yet we can see
the displacement
the distant melody
im lost in this place
of empty space
unknown variables
teasing me
taunt me till i break down to the next level
of this god forsaken insanity they'll
kill me
nobody left to save me
but me.
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