hurt Cadence
I do not know who I am.
I guess, but
I do not know what to see.
eyes something I
advancing the echoes. Gear
overwhelming,
sip in time where I conceive
pleasant looking
discomfort that amount only
what ever will be.
stings of pride, arrogance
riveted,
reptile the intrigues of the ego.
The traveling companions, embarked on the journey
an intensity that is multiplied,
with every mood, with every achievement
dedicated to the inertia of the euphoria
gale. Disturbance
sacred choose
where I belong in part,
you're senseless, but still free
find you made cry, fire
and caresses my lips
fatal.
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