Tuesday, August 13, 2019

Regression


i flutter on the two edges of a sharp blade
wherever I touch it will just be another nick
but do I learn from my own ways
destructively I move along is it ignorance or recklessness

belly full of lies I carry them hidden behind a veil
charade I play will maybe be guessed by somebody
surely it will shake me from my complacent slumber
and yet I will regress back to what I am inside

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