This silence is screaming for attention
Bottled fizzy angsty concoction
My animals raging to feed...
Thoughts causing a stampede..
Leaned on cold shoulders,
Logic seizures vice me down....
The fuel of self-rejection,
My cold factual fiction..
Maybe death comes with flight..
Maybe life comes in lies..
Subjected or subjugation
Reality or indoctrination..
Just another day...
In the death of Amaroid..
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