Sundials
holy monophony
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Tell me that it hurts. tell me you never sleep.
The light is moving wrong, it lets the shadows creep.
Tell me about your voice. Tell me itâs never heard.
Itâs grating on the nerves
Of these friends who love you none,
Opinionated sons of pack hospitality.
Holy monophony.
Iâd love to hear the words that brought the guilt you feel.
Subjugating verbs, emotional appeal.
Progressively enough, further enticing your
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Again, itâs getting stuck in my head again.