Something cracks at sixteen
And the amethyst appears in my mind's
Under this roof, within these walls
You blaze, my fire, and
White noise static is blaring
outside my window.
Air pressure and temperature
on
I've lost my way at sea
The sun on the horizon
i can't see through the wall
i can manipulate it all
the
Guilt makes a dark shadow.
Sits against the wall.
Chosen to leave
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