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Mouthpiece

Distilled acids of me
Carbon copies who failed to reach
Life is pain to relieve
Till we dissolve into nothing

From the absence of words
Emerged darkness alive, sacred
The truth lies in the dirt
And on the tongues of the jaded

My ashen sky in ribbons now
Tethered frail to a holy force
Collecting dust in my heartmind
With remnants of a curse

Will I love you on the way out
Or will I forget and will I repeat?
Written by Fishmander
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