He Is For Helium
No stranger is this heart of helium
Inert in its silent self-destruction
Each word I speak is marked with an asterisk:
Devalued by years of backwards investment
I became my own deceiver
Letting my mind speak for my heart
After much misguided infatuation:
I had indulged my heart to the point of starvation
My brain is filled with strangers' definitions
With conceited aspirations, adrift towards despair
I'm grounded in disguises to hide my resentment
But, I could never run from my hippo campus...
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