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Misarranged alphabet symbols spoken with a straight face make my heart peel and bloom like a flower. Not in a sense of beauty, but in a physical act. A laticed heart that burst, spilling all the storage. Faith misplaced. Give yourself away, or stay in a shell.

Skin that's made of paper and black tar veins. Solid arteries pushing through the skin. Black hole eyes are dissolving all the parts that make me whole. And all at once, i am half again. Live lies and love flights of fancy.

Walking and talking, but not working.

Redux and reduce.

"It seems that, when the body is weary, the defenses that guard it from the unseen are weakened. The spirit-love of all the world testifies to this. They speak to each other together, but, in truth, worlds apart. And now the chorus supplies the story."

"Eye for an eye
And i for a lie
Struggle for life
That never was mine
Deaf leading blind
And i left behind
Crying out
In a world with no face
It must have been lonely
I did it all
For her eyes only"

Playing dumb, i have nothing.

-Q!