my mind, sending
tremors throughout
Soul stitched from
webs spun from
decades of decay
A push button
panic attack
I'm ready to fly
again, fall into
that abyss again
My fortress is
no more, my
world crumbles
before the gods
judging me from
the pinholes in
this nuclear sky
Pulsing eye
twitching wrist
self-made list
of take care
goodbyes
nightmare
sighs
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