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Bottled Up
Severe sunlight
Dances in a kilted patchwork
Lost fevers rising from a Venus sea
Clinging to my raft of illusions I send
Bottles back and forth in the
Hope an echo will find
Its way to shore.
I am falling into voices
A high- pitched roar on
A Shallow stage
A pinprick amplified
Into shrieking feedback
Can you hear the screaming
Words I never say?
Dances in a kilted patchwork
Lost fevers rising from a Venus sea
Clinging to my raft of illusions I send
Bottles back and forth in the
Hope an echo will find
Its way to shore.
I am falling into voices
A high- pitched roar on
A Shallow stage
A pinprick amplified
Into shrieking feedback
Can you hear the screaming
Words I never say?
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