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Temperance of Voices
Temper in my voices circling a man they break. Vapors of a flame the scars of a love so fake Breaking through the layers of a dream their aspirations Imitating reflections of the pills we call medications Am i worth saving? Or is my power the blood of my eyes blinking i dont sleep Its must be my demons yelling at night where you fall into psychosis so deep Psychotic sympomatic interpretation of feeling a contradicting toxic fog Provocations so sickening why do i feel like a cog? Just a gear for the machine and mind with demons of mimicry so cold just disruptingly manic The fire will freeze the mind when it burns i just panic. If i use my name in the third person Patrick is locked in his mind to let his demons have their fun and infect Patrick what is your insanity like having the walls saturated with decaying, imitating, and elaborating feelings to project. I process my thoughts so differently from the rest and you may laugh my noises in me decided to manifest a trauma. Such warmth is unheard of and abandonment is real but in the presence of the one i call myself it will show my mama. The son you birthed died long before i decided to give evil a platform in my mind ill elaborate. Lost at youth with no direction no connection just diffecting from what i must culminate. Normal is so absent without detection a comatose individual they wont see. Comatose void unto faternal. Is apathy a convolution of convicted of trapped mind? Essentially corrupted destruction manifest of what he left behind. Lost to emotions such a creature of habit he turned his mind seperated in voices Never alone now just left to the temperance of his voices.
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