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Tulpa
I see nocturnal pathways
Illuminated as I fall
You pull the rug out beneath me
Every time I get too close
The rain, your pulse
The night, your ghost
An allure of whispers taunting
From jaws of hope wanting
As I shapeshifted further
From what was expected
We found it harder to breathe
Separated by lifes scythe
Your stare pierced faults in my armor
My essence pours, feeding the force that you are.
Illuminated as I fall
You pull the rug out beneath me
Every time I get too close
The rain, your pulse
The night, your ghost
An allure of whispers taunting
From jaws of hope wanting
As I shapeshifted further
From what was expected
We found it harder to breathe
Separated by lifes scythe
Your stare pierced faults in my armor
My essence pours, feeding the force that you are.
Published 9th Jul 2023
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