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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