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How did it come to be?

You set me up this way

Never in all these years

Would I think of the fallen

Through my own faults and restrictions

Close my eyes and figure it out alone

Stretching further, relaxing

The foreground begins to weaken

Avoid the question with a question

Let the parish compromise

Burn, plastic hips that cover up my scent

By allowing me access

To all that I make

And revealing my patience

For anything human

Grinding, giving, receiving, threaten, pain

Avoid the question with a question

Let the parish compromise

Breathing.

Taking over me, losing control and

Charging.

My fears with frustration

Deserving.

To live by myself again

Ending.

This madness and craving

Leave me in this place so that I can have my time

My time to retrieve, to collect what’s important to me

To run, to hide, to fall forever

Avoid the question with a question

Let the parish compromise