I'm preparing your place to rest
so you can sleep and
I tremble on its ironic jokes.
The wrath of decaying corpse
Let's go to the playground. Today we will play between
Thinking about the moments and things that use to be
all
Words!
A word, an idea brought into life to be disdain.
It's
Conscious of worlds. Being in.
Melting one into another, into me.
In
You are weeping, tou tremble, you sob, you sweat
numb, you
A face that doesn't define me anymore. I have to
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