The bike falls down the hole

In the assassin’s belt he lies.

The bear keeps losing footing,

He’s heavy, can I help him?

From behind a mask the boy watches and breathes

It’s not your name it’s your name is

They chose to change it for the world

What reason is this

The bass is breaking to the left, fettering out, that sound like a dying engine.

It could be okay,

Once I get out,

To throw up everything that’s keeping me down but

The lights that fly around

Don’t sing of anything

So incorrect.

My fear of who I am

I am wide awake and I can’t do anything now.

The doe doesn’t know

She’s oblivious

I think it may be better

To never have to think of it

But they created responsibilities they wouldn’t even accept

For us to take on

She may have to die

We all might

And I can’t even cry about it anymore

You think it’s cold but

Look back for a moment

I don’t stop loving these people I just know that without effort

It’ll be too late anyways.

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