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Sanguine
These written words of pages plied
My linguistic tools on which I rely
Are all my drug to keep me sane
They pause the world and numb the brain
My reckless pen scrawls gibberish
Thoughts radiant in design
A mystery to the world
Conceptions I divine
Through negligence of sound regard
I repeat my ill mistakes
Fix these holes that leak the truth
Fix my constant aches
Problems seem to cultivate
They multiply for sure
Not long now
I have my fix
For now I must endure
As leaden lids slip down my eyes
Torment calls with nights disguise
I pry apart my brittle mind
Rummage through my hidden core
Expose these secrets long confined
The answers I been waiting for
But sanguine skies spell journey’s end
To join my body as I ascend
Velvet clouds, translucent shrouds
They hinder my escape
I shut my eyes to my demise
This torture I can’t take
Raking sheets of memories
Unfurl within my grasp
Whispered thoughts spit poison truth
My mind is torn aghast
I plead my soul to let me through
I need this prize, which I attained
The speck of light is just in view
But still the haze remained
My linguistic tools on which I rely
Are all my drug to keep me sane
They pause the world and numb the brain
My reckless pen scrawls gibberish
Thoughts radiant in design
A mystery to the world
Conceptions I divine
Through negligence of sound regard
I repeat my ill mistakes
Fix these holes that leak the truth
Fix my constant aches
Problems seem to cultivate
They multiply for sure
Not long now
I have my fix
For now I must endure
As leaden lids slip down my eyes
Torment calls with nights disguise
I pry apart my brittle mind
Rummage through my hidden core
Expose these secrets long confined
The answers I been waiting for
But sanguine skies spell journey’s end
To join my body as I ascend
Velvet clouds, translucent shrouds
They hinder my escape
I shut my eyes to my demise
This torture I can’t take
Raking sheets of memories
Unfurl within my grasp
Whispered thoughts spit poison truth
My mind is torn aghast
I plead my soul to let me through
I need this prize, which I attained
The speck of light is just in view
But still the haze remained
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