Systematic Destruction
My attempt at metaphor :P
I want to be the one
With a fistful of cake
I want to make you watch
And then politely demand more
Flood that void, because words are words
And they never manage to fill the gap of a growing gulf
As matters stand; I do not particularly care much for food
Desperate situation for which we must now solve
Body Dysmorphia and words have both proven useless
Self-harm is melodramatic, face to face is impossible
My systematic destruction of peace treaties and answers
The DNA is thicker than the blood within which it inhabits
Whether fact or fiction there is a half there known for sure
Your systematic destruction, your axe in the tree
My empty plate and your hair held back
Sharing one body, even if the halves don't make a whole.
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