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Unconscious being
A mediocre response
To an unconscious beginning
Tranquility swapped
For a more cynical way of living
Pounced on the decision
With evocative caprice
Caution to the wind
And did it with ease
Threw at it
balls of pungent device
And didn't look to the head
And all you were to sacrifice
Captured the essence
Of illusion and quiescent
And forgot about the distance
Between the climb and descent
The ugly that lived there
Was no body's home
Till you thought you'd take it
A crown you could own
Destroyed the waters
Instead of blue their cinnamon
And buried down deep
All respect and discipline
Closed your ears to honest criticisms
Decay , lies a boundary
In which you have crossed
Rancid the battle
Is what you have now lost
Slaughtered and butchered
All hopes, sweet desires
For the water you drink
Couldn't put out
The smallest of fires
Grimace and shrill
Realising what you killed
Bitter the taste
The tongue swallows the pill
Features hard
Caving
Body thin like twine
Head space raging
Declared legally blind
You've lost time
You've lost your mind
And now I'm tired
It's deafeningly quiet .....
To an unconscious beginning
Tranquility swapped
For a more cynical way of living
Pounced on the decision
With evocative caprice
Caution to the wind
And did it with ease
Threw at it
balls of pungent device
And didn't look to the head
And all you were to sacrifice
Captured the essence
Of illusion and quiescent
And forgot about the distance
Between the climb and descent
The ugly that lived there
Was no body's home
Till you thought you'd take it
A crown you could own
Destroyed the waters
Instead of blue their cinnamon
And buried down deep
All respect and discipline
Closed your ears to honest criticisms
Decay , lies a boundary
In which you have crossed
Rancid the battle
Is what you have now lost
Slaughtered and butchered
All hopes, sweet desires
For the water you drink
Couldn't put out
The smallest of fires
Grimace and shrill
Realising what you killed
Bitter the taste
The tongue swallows the pill
Features hard
Caving
Body thin like twine
Head space raging
Declared legally blind
You've lost time
You've lost your mind
And now I'm tired
It's deafeningly quiet .....
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