What are words but walls
To shape the world
With corners
That cut into us
And make me bleed
I think in essence
I feel so hard
I think in essence
The urge to run away
From the room
With stained glass windows
Where the void
Squirms with a thousand worms
I think in essence
I feel so hard
I think in essence
what are worms but walls
To shape my mind
Sending me on tracks
That lead me behind
So think in essence
Feel so hard
Search for The essence
of truth
That will never be found

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