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By Syringe
let's eat this morning sun
the world isn't ready for us
bathe
in dry air
dense and choke
suppress and consume
we make
it one
we are bound
unified matrinomy
harmonic cacophony
i
am not afraid to shed the skin
my creator placed me in
just
dive and forget you have lungs
no time to speak
doublethink
triple speed
make it last
syncopated symphony
shred the
mind from prying eyes
drag the tongue in discord
feel the jagged
edges comfort and coerce the soul
i have a boon to crave
i
have a boon to crave
i have a soul worth praying for
and so
it begins
?
?
?
i wanna make you feel
?
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Copyright 2010 Syringe
Published on Tuesday, February 9, 2010.
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"Poetry"