Here we go.. something I freewrote in 06', then changed a few things for rhyme and relevance: (kinda dark)
Sickened. Adjustments. Fragility. Insight.
Blind my inner peace. Corrupt.
a Moment breaks. I tried.
Held on for long enough.
Adjust.
Positioned lust. We’re sick inside.
Pride in us is gone.
Release.
Beasts are but ourselves.
Without claws.
Succumb.
To desire, without the will to smother fire.
Without a surface deep enough.
To give us purpose.
Drown beneath.
In regressive downward motion.
Lost.
But stuggle to stay afloat.
Beasts are but our distant selves
With illusions.
Of hope.
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