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K​.​I​.​M​.​S.

from Vain / Phobias by Sewir

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We are worth no more than a whipping,
From sunsketcher to past selves in play.
To brush away the dust clouding us from creation
Is a task for a life.

They say it becomes meaningless without struggle,
But look down at your useless object and body
To find nothing complete,
Nothing to come,
No one looking,
No one ever loved.

I am for this hatred surround,
I am for this inevitable gun,
As slow leaks the way,
Laden and hoarse, disintegrating.

Crystallized escape behind my back.
If they saw me once who would be?
Whose voice would flutter and whine,
Given so lovely to a concrete me?

Gained in obsessions
Torturous cycles of loathe
End in escape
Far release

You swing between boredom and pain
You are no starred
You say to say
Circled in heart, circled in heart
Harm home
Again sever the waiting
And deliver an end

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from Vain / Phobias, released March 20, 2020

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