requim exists with limit

would your affecction grant my freedom?

willyou conjugate me twice

stomp upon my escapades

regenerater my hope

refer my listener to my voice

detest the tempest

desire a harbour

exhume the corpse of my 11 year old spirit

abuse it until the rupture

confuse it, rape the brittle shell

tell it that nothing will exist

persuade beliefs of outer sanctuaries

invade the core of where i escape

trust the smog inside

lust my liber flexibility

then toss me out of here

and fuck me in the eye

i'll never visualise an end

finishing cant begin

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