We're not the same
Supplanted in two bodies
That causality
Would shed in fleeting seconds
Knotting up in me
Are phantoms all we are?
Entangled intuition
Is something I have lost
We're not the same
Streaking spectres
On the run
From a meaningless
Ending
Parse my mind
Before we're pulled inside
Within our blackest folds
There's no restraint left on the words untold
Knotting up in me
Are phantoms all we are?
Entangled intuition
Is something I have lost
I'll preserve you
Before
I leave this space
I will always feel your pain
It's white within the dark frays of my strands
It's knotting up in me
In Blackfolds under a
Blanked out ill delusion
You're something I have lost