At the Seams
Dig your imprints on me
Lay your heavy heart down
Seek to reverberate into the lost echoes
Of white sound
I can't speak out
For anyone but me
Why do I feel like
This just comes so easily
I try to fight the dark words
So Intricate and depleting
I can't escape their burn
So bright and so misleading
Tumbled into my escapist void
So laughable
So paranoid
Unobtrusive lucid dreams
Allow me to pick apart reality at the seams
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