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Coherent Nonsense

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You’ve tripped on composure
And spoiled your posterity
Most of the way in
You celebrate the best of the worst
We’ve crossed over bridges because our intentions were best
The rest are just caving in under us
Your brain stem is fumbled
And I've lost you again

This cold was caught warm
Extending reaches from this backseat home
An inhibited sickness
Life is a world cut into smaller pieces
Stuck until you’re older
And It’s been whispering commentary over your shoulder
Not bold to stay
Destructive tendencies all end up the same





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