mostly for distraction
mostly for silence
circling the glass rim
with prejudices aching inside
mostly for lies
.
deathly suspicion
deceit's shadow casts long
the reflection inside
green mystique
.
last crawl of fear
teasing death's own blindness
living tales of the dark
surviving torn seas of faith
.
like a cloud float
inside a white tablet
webs of light
touching skins and sorrows
while u bleed
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