clemency is null.
this wishing well is overflown.
this infidel consumes me;
this nonchalant aproach failed.
my train of thought
is benevolently driven.
this adorization is contraband.
what is this zero possibility?
that plagues these streets;
along the map on my mind
marked by the scapel
etched in my skin.
the silhouette of us fades
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