in_decission

My flesh is wearing thin from one more ravaging
Mundane and resonating
I'm tired and it's too tight
As this desire to peel away and pile
All the used up fragments on the floor
Tips the balance in its favor
Wrenches around my stomach
Squeezing out a sound so softly
But just to start
Mere moments before the night grows pale and blue
Seducing a song from a whisper
Carrying me across the concrete
Leaving me back where I started
So nakedly naive
Yet nothing is wrong

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