Any semblance of power marked, a scar deep
Peripheral impure vision
Casts a shadow of Imperfection
In the confines of these Walls
Fissures appearing with accusations
Of a system rearranged now
Lumps in the throat sprout up at this uneasy
Interval
What is essentially worth? Is it neither?
What is life without structures?
Picking up the pieces
I come undone
My structure's plagued foundation
Now forlorn
Piercing the emptiness Stretch my arm to find
Surface of abrasion failing in introspection
To fit the faculty of analysis piecing together This Apparition
Reaming the powers, The Wired & cowards
Peeling the layers Erased.
Burning inside me, this fury can't fake it
I panic in fear.
Picking up the pieces I come undone
My structure's plagued foundation
Now forlorn
A fact i can't stomach, the omnipotence
Of a pertinent source
Picking up the pieces I come undone
My structure's plagued foundation
Now forlorn
Am i missing pictures?
In consummation
In hopeless retribution

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