I have no pride, I have no shame
Cold and lucid you are my dream
And I can not see my mistake.
I only see you.
fixate on your eye
Its you and its always been you
you breathe life into my illness
I penetrate
Like a forgotten ancient god
That remains hidden
Rotten
Diseased at the core
Unleashed set free
A poet hiding in the shadows
Of inspiration
(then I remember)
Dull footfalls from the halls
Step into the cold wet street

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