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Impossible lucency

In these windy vessels we sleep,
Scattering around you’re veins as if you’re body’s a parade
Liquid hibernation rots in you’re teeth, these gums diseased and made of metal are about to break, the moon is phasing and I fear it’s too late
Too many years, too many decades, too many generations have ignored the truth
It’s been weakened and thrown away like a rotten tooth but not with you
You exposed you’re naked body to love to fear and most of all the sickness you’re body so eagerly awaited and what drove you’re families wishes into the ocean
Is now the heroine that rots in between you’re heart and you’re bones
Standing up like as tall as a tree you’re leaves of pain have floated to the ground
Affecting the innocent people that walk upon this life we call dirt
Rest exhales out of you’re lungs and weakness is inhaled like calm water
Ambiguity seems to bleed from you’re lips
You need medical attention,
You’re lifelessness is infecting you’re body, spreading as fast a pandemic
Did you ever imagine you’re death?
Did you know this never ending uncertainty would be the death of you?
You could have wished upon a burning star for another chance
But the moon seemed to block the night sky you would say
As if you were content, as if you felt okay
You’re body still trembles, and you’re eyes have a perpending glaze across them
The opacity seems to remain the same, as it does every year
And all the seasons passing
You’ve lost the key, to not you’re body but you’re soul
No wonder for all these years you’ve felt so alone
I understand it now
I understand every word you’ve ever said
The problem is, I can’t fix you
You’re broken and you’re fragile body is impossible to mend



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