You are a part of me
a part that I left starving
skinny
competing
depleted
You are the endless void of nothing at all
You are the endless desire to have no end
to be something other than
You make me
feel like a clown
You make me
tear all this shit down
stomp to the ground
burn to the center
flood like November
be what I never wanted you to see
Here we are :
restless
hopeless
hopeful
boastful
solitary
lonely
singled out
tossed about
settled down
til we drown
til we drown
til we drown
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