I drown in you like quiet rippling seas oblivious to
modern day temple infected green
fake, pasted, and broadcasting
stems and
jaded eyes and stained glass windows.
martyred beliefs and empty
I saw you in the lunch room
when i threw away
I have given up on this you'll never understand why,
Take away this ending,
store it away for later
and
life didn't turn out the way i thought it would
not
we can live like spies in a small town
uncover secrets
Steel yourself for the reckoning
I'm down for the count
Here I stand on the threshold of mediocrity poised at
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