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Plead with the camera shaking this brave awake

Habits engaged dreams to forget this ocular mess

Stayed too long and clung to soterion imagined

Born sick and always losing patience

You drain the signals from birds inside the blur

Collected by fractured paintings with broken frames

A lavender lament of spiritual decay to the amount laid

Has felt our faith betrayed

Disappointed that I’ll never feel what you do

Once more your joy fades

This means nothing to most but everything to me

My brother bleeds somber perception

He says our world is broken but looks through shattered glass

My eyes are distraught by the ship, mourning, and afterglow

We’re fast sleepers when we believe in moving on

And you ask is it medication or has your mind finally rotted

The way I’m headed everything is burning alive around the moment

She said ten years ago you tasted glass and never looked back

I won’t put anything out while I’m running

I fight my peace of mind when I have it

Swear to you because I never deserved it

Glued to over-watered bones these patterns are obvious so

Attached to neon colors and dangling from a curtain

Forceful and adamant you reach for cortisol memory

In an effort to force its shape and create a new frame

Washed away with a flood bad hearts never change

Never learning how to be we struggle and decide

Maintaining euphoric conscious 

Vague and hollow ways to soothe wasted time

Leave behind all we can give

Taking a night to wring out faith at a chance for sleep

You scream like the drunk lilac baby I wrote about

Wish my body could slip out with my mind

When you glow static and warm by the night dying

To see the eclipse of your love struck by division

By the sun bleeding all over me