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(6/6/22)

It begins

Passion, a kinetic bomb
Heaven asunder in its wake
Unyielding for far too long
It left without a trace

Erasure, an empty bed
A thief in sanguine night
Hollow bodies left for dead
Your heart in violet light

Comfort, a jagged razor
Dancing freely across your skin
I whisper false poetics to my savior
”I’d like to atone for all my sins”

Regret, a quiet home
A broken heaven in her arms
I died every night I was alone
Placed my faith in passing cars

It ends, it transcends
It transcends, it ends

It begins