fall away you
little pieces of me and pick
yourselves up, I'll be screaming
into the void of my own design,
so i won't have time to drown
you,
"what is it about me,
that you don't want to talk about?"
almost everything
out of the blackness
almost everything
out of the blankness
Fall
AND
Crumble
AND
Fall
AND
Be mine.
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