feelings,
overuse.
i would trade in my blank stare
for a seat at the muse
but the thrill is chased
from all these spaces
with sacred stones
and the scent of sages
and i just wanna know how it feels
to feel it again
but it’s a black out stock of empty spaces
in high demand, a witch hunt to churn it anew
i’m on the register side of fate
just handing it out before i can choose,
who it belongs to.
our dealings,
abused
i would trade in my blank stare
if i could choose
but your stuck outta luck
with all these faces
with veils tied tight
to their mental braces
and you just wanna know how it feels
to feel it again
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