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she'll spend hours explaining the sick of her soul.
oh, the chasm is drastic. she'll groan til she's whole.
she scrapes at the edge to find meaning in bones
and she eats the facade of the timeless mirage.
she's digging away at the lock in her chest
in hopes to find treasure, she's desperate at best.
complex in her standards, conveniently blessed
with talents and passions to savor this mess.
oh where did her lover go? waiting outside
while she digs in the hole she's lost track of the light
forcing her hand, she's locked out of her life
stuck inside her heart, hardened, heavy, contrite
she screams and she cries!
"give me shelter from time!
what pleasure could save me from tending my mines?
i'm breathing but still i'm not really alive!
it hurts just to live without eating the lie.
God save me, God save me! this world isn't nice!
the money is spent and i don't have the rights!
this bitter concoction of hatred and spit
has muddied the waters, the home for my kids.
i'd rather have anything better than this
but the best that i've got is a speck in the lense."
love lights a way and shows means to an end.
for the road is quite long through this cave that she's in.
stubborn like truth. her pridefulness whines.
but once out of options the pain is a sign,
for love is the single thing outside of time
and selfishness breaks our inner design.
to ask to have both, to be dark in the light.
impossible! separate from sources inside
you can't be at peace during war in your mind.