shadow at my feet, no way out either
love or conformity i asked for neither-
human minds crave the majestic acceptance
so i turn my back in a violent penance-
there’s an angle in the way they’re leaning
eyes surround me with stark vulture meaning-
death is a release too passing to enjoy
so i bear mortal burden, discontinued toy-
your promises come forth just to shatter
do feelings of the lost ever even matter?
i tread the crowd and swimming i’ve tried
souls claim they care and every has lied-
in the water, the silhouette of a viper
a crying outcast that does no good but bite her-
i carry the poison like a blackened veil
if you want to listen just follow its trail.
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