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.....Sapphire earrings and gold teeth, healthy visions of the afterlife.
Manic 40oz. anti-depressants ingested, swishing for the passerbys.
Salute to the threats of the luxurious, curbside efficiency.
By the time I approach the open door I know you'll be missing me.
Efficiently sour, powerful with lust and no one's comparable.
Our thoughts run parallel, sustained above peril views.
One empty shot glass away from becoming an undone miracle.
Translation lost when you notice the pack of doves stare at you.
They tilt their heads in disgrace, temptation stressed mistake.
Caress patience with nerve endings, mend aging less with age.
Spiral downwards towards rocky bottoms and jail sentences.
Probably bothered by the fact you're stuck with braille messages.
Love was an art form with less detail and more color.
Black and white on the surface, earning the poor numbers.
Check for check for eternity, mic check for poverty sake.
Lottery ace of spades, robbery chased, follow and trace.
Face to face with the culprit, said he's a modern day saint.
Set fire to the world unknowing the world's hotter than the flame.
Bothered by grave intentions, mention death and you'll stall.
Scared of eternal darkness even though you're destined to fall.
Strength in numbers, digits missing so you're down to zero.
Can't rise if you collapse to the ground with fear though.
Hero in sound, high definition view accrued around the house.
Abused the found when lost, often entombed and down and out.
Headstone with no date, no remembrance in cold vein.
Once a child in progression, now just remnants of old age.
Resorting to Rogain even though you keep plucking the gray hairs.
Once a chef, now you run the lunchtruck at the state fairs.
Feathers and dust, straggling hairs and used condoms.
Depression rifts with bird tears, now we have a new problem.
You can't imagine the pain when it's casted as a silhouette.
Build a set of lies with practice, actions of a villain vet.
Task it. Bucket list priority to suffer the same as I have.
Mask it. Fuck the risk and hide under your frames cracked bypass.
Reattach lilacs to their roots, move to the drum patterns of the wind.
You're only caught in eternity 'til you become a master of the end.
Passion to repent, cloudy eyes and dead ends break the habit.
Everything's black and white up until your forced to chase the rabbit.
Monkey see, monkey move to prove who's left to survive this.
On a horse entirely too high to try and extend the nerves of migrants.
Tapes rewinding daily to try and revive what used to be good.
Too scared to take the leap of faith even though you usually would.
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