In a tasteless effort to subdue
The little guilt I felt
And some lost faith
I used to kind of have.
My wish was a bit dark,
Timely in every sense
Almost your style but
Strangely deeper and
Overwhelmingly sad.
For a moment I thought
I could unsee,
The mist between
Now and maybe.
But the burden is never even.
So I won’t speak of it again,
Shed tears for
Be all weak for,
Be all consumed
And feel less for
I’ll let the illusion pass
And maybe suffer a bit
In muffled cries
In strange lullabies
I will fall asleep
And never say goodbye.
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