MECHALOGAN

HauntedHauntedHaunted
I’m haunted by your memories What you used to be I’m haunted by your fallacies What you meant to me
I’m haunted by your presence Lost reality I’m haunted by your essence What I used to see
I’m haunted by existence Haunted by the tears All of my persistence Worthless over years
I’m haunted by resemblance Haunted by the fear What used to be remembrance Whispers in my ear
I’m haunted by the feeling That won’t go away I haunted by concealing Things I’ll never say
So every t


The Innocentporch swing creaks in the autumn wind uninhabited houses, cold and dark beds unmade and pantry vandalized the lonely yearning for company long-stemmed rods of steel jammed up against the small of their backs oppressed faces up against glass reaching hands, reaching hearts mismatched shoes lined up straight victims of hatred suffering quietly accepting of fate, no longer believers a permanent star etched on their clothes dark curls chopped and dyed to conceal the truth and eliminate the doubt children hidden into a life in the shadows vulnerable, young, aThe Innocent
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It is much easier to change your tune when your song aint being played. ~Earthsuit.
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You should not eat talking trees. Nope nope nope. ~Ducky LBT1
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It is much easier to change your tune when your song aint being played. ~Earthsuit.
............Also.......
You should not eat talking trees. Nope nope nope. ~Ducky LBT1
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