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All previous immaculately conceived

Notions and intentions are muted

With a simple presence of being

Even simple thoughts become murky

Tainted by the

Depths it travels into the abyss

Ideas to big

To hold in one hand

All previous immaculately conceived

Notions and intentions are muted

With a simple presence of being

Even simple thoughts become murky

Tainted by the

depths it travels into the abyss

Ideas to big

To hold in one hand

Crumble and reflect

Flashes of weakness upon my face

As they catch light

As they fall to the ground

I am crippled by the air that carries your scent

I am burned by the light reflecting off of your skin

I am crippled by the air that carries your scent

I am burned by the light reflecting off of your skin

My soul is shattered by your voice

I'm stranded

And bound by awe

Trying to claw my way

Into the circles

The circles you draw