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Switch the facts to lie about your input and claim you are worth less time and time again, soon you will give up and resign yourself to becoming what they’re making you, sitting down to relax while their panic rises from the consequences.

Season of death litters with beautiful, fluttering bodies descend on your path and line the way forward into the land of cold.

Relax into exhaustion and jolt away by others’ laziness, forcing you to rise and carry on when there’s nothing left to give.

Leave me to harden overnight so I may strike back when others bite into me, I’ll cut their mouth and cause a lasting hesitation everything they feel I can claim their stress so they will be free.

Self portrait of noise paints a confusion of notes and flows together a life of rhythm no one else can play but long to hear.

Angry words jolt you from standby, mind now alert for threats you don’t understand, yet guilt and indignation rise to respond before a reply is even uttered.

Slip into memories mixed as yours and felt by many, letting you experience what true loss is and how there’s always something that can completely change your resolve.

Eat away my self and fill the gaps with a suitable lie, weaving a creation that has no personality except the remnants of yours you wish to preserve. That’s all that’s important now.

Choose your victims’ order so the weaker watches their protector fall and leaves them alone, their only option to self-destruct and hope they take you with them.

Recur my life in a nightmare and shock those around at its truth. Erase feelings to stave off concern but crumble as the past returns, forcing me to admit I am not okay.