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HegelianDefine, divide, hyper-realize.
It's not about truth...
It's not about you...
Confine, decide, egotistical pride.
There is no us.
There is no them.
There are those who are.
And those who pretend.
Solid faces, rock and bone,
Shrouded, false and all
Opaque, facades, and puppets on strings.
It's hard to hold faith in anything.
The more you see, the more you feel.
The more you feel, the more you hate.
The more you know, the more you hide.
Forced, coerced, truths in lies.
It screams, and vibrates in my bones,
acceptance looms, invites you home...
Sewn shut eyes and thighs dilated,
But only if you'll get, violated…
Acid tongue, and shadow true
weakened, broken, bent in two.
Masked with hate, to hide the truth.
love and numb, and really tired...
It is not due to time, but life
that we expire.
Help me with a titleBleeding indigo and iodine
From my stinging seething wound
Just blinking lights and emptiness
We all bleed beneath the moon.
Mainlining the divine.
Into her blackened bleeding womb
Like fireflies in a black abyss
Gaping underneath the moon
Distorting truth into wine
Blood lost, and empty inside
Just parasites in bloom
All blood bleeds black beneath the moon.
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