forever
don’t you get it?
forever
these swollen hands
keep on working away
never stopping to question
the minds authority
they just work
work is life
until the dust from which you came
embraces you in a tomb
of someone else’s choosing
forever
don’t you get it?
forever
these eyes go on seeing
all the misery they can consume
never stopping to question
if the action is real or if the
pain is in focus
they just view it
pain is life
until you have bled that color dry
and can no longer pay
what your mind charges
for the pay-per-view life you have wasted
forever
don’t you get it?
forever
a cold gray sky watches you
as you crawl along
the gritty street
picking up pieces of
shattered memories
and promises left behind
forever
heaven/hell/earth
don’t you get it?
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