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Take a seat friend

Scratch away your ego

On the plastic covering

As you tare at your ambition

Because it’s too far gone

And your fate is green now

For the red had dulled away

Into sun far too bright for you

Rays unbarring to your skin

Warm blooded from hate

Conforming with God and friends

And after reading

The message in the bottle

You answer yourself

What could have been

You’re no more exceeding

So you hate yourself

Warm blooded and fool faced

Concerned more with

When will questions

Than here and now doings

What is he supposed to do though

And it’s come down to it

To be so very bold

As the day consults with night

And the stars confine in the sky

Like criminals

Warm blooded and incubus bound

Commotion conflicting déjà vu

While you tire from a “long day”

Imperialistic want-to-dos

Still shameful before, here after

As the death thickens the heart

And the chills cool the blood

From the inside out and brain

He freezes over

With love

And is born again complete

Exhaustion

Death ridden and free

For a final chance