Swallow Hollow

Detection of orbs, orbiting my eyes

Perfection absorbs, and I'm paralyzed 

Broken and brittle, split in the middle 

She spoke without tittle, spit out a riddle


Follow the hollow, to swallow the hollow

Wallow at every turn

Wallow and swallow, or sorrow tomorrow 

Follow or ever burn


Baited, deflated, fated not sated

Orbiting eyes would burn

Hated, degraded, fated not mated

Some boys will never learn
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