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Not one word spoken;
saturninity seeps slowly
through forgotten dreams.
Icy fingers felt within
rancid dreams,
hopes curdle like
week old milk
[forgotten]
consumed in guilt
conscious cluttered
so much so its tearing
me apart inside
without you
there is no me
suffocating on my
false insecurities
eerie echoes silenced
once more.
saturninity seeps slowly
through forgotten dreams.
Icy fingers felt within
rancid dreams,
hopes curdle like
week old milk
[forgotten]
consumed in guilt
conscious cluttered
so much so its tearing
me apart inside
without you
there is no me
suffocating on my
false insecurities
eerie echoes silenced
once more.
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