Infinite Broken

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a few years ago
I was a poem,

read quietly while the sky

turned into a black coffin
then glass,
then oak

and when the cold came
my hands were shattered
diamonds of poor syntax

trying to make sense
of my infinite

broken wordless
-ness.

my only problem with winter
was the way it left me
(lost when the sunlight hit
mouthing the words

laughter. joy. I need your love.

to myself while outside
the world laughed
cruelly.

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from Self Titled Demon, released January 25, 2019

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