don't tell

Breathing

in

out

seething whores teething on broken bottles

born bloody

wasted ways begotten of ungodliness

suppressing feelings

planning activities unconsciously

warped minds seperating humble endings from infantile beginnings

diseases abound

bouncing liars filling skies

dark

unclean

touching glass

cold

lifeless

as all those we hold so near

as good as corpses they are

bury the living

to spare them their lives

pitiful we are

a species full of contradictions

and idol worship

so many thoughts

better left unsaid

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