You made incisions
Bit straight into them
Your ripened choices
Succulent
You su
Desperation
Awakens in your nerves
Things you've held onto
Finally are dispersed
This is my world
This is my all
This is my
Have you lost your depth perception
Following that path will keep
Running in between
Hills on escape
Finally the world caves in
So forgetful sometimes to be heard
And your actions speak loud
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