Sickshine
One Shape
Shame that could have been replaced with dependence or serenity embraced whimpering holes of regret-ridden souls unfound unfulfilled unforgotten sins lashed back in the face pain that should have been erased never stops to wonder where it begins because it has no beginning no end to the destruction the elusive invisible solution it flies on foreign winds forever changing like feathers withstanding damage allowance to achieve too aware to make amends or follow a flock that merely pretends to understand what it demands to understand... Shame that could have been replaced with dependence or serenity embraced in a fading backlash of static recollected fragments of subliminal magnetism automatic organism
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