realizing is a game
mine and yours
we play while we be
while we feel we are comfortable
choosing what we choose
thinking what we think
I try to go
I try to turn
and it's a joke
I try to run
I try undone
but thats not it
I try to close
and break the bones
doing the freak
I'm opening my eyes
I'm seeing wide open
seems the first time in a season of horror
Screaming my name
I do not feel insane
I am free from condemning
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