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My transformative journey through this multifaceted chaos

I'm in my ME era

How can I feel this ache when there is no blood in my heart

*Trigger warning* A child's memories of a predator. This is my voice.

A moment of loss to self drawn anguish

Allowing myself to heal

I watch the sky For signs of life Smog pours down The laughing fyfe He sings my name While grinning grey No life left here You knew this day ..

My name is written on the wall In crumbling cracks of gold My forgotten story read The tales been falsely told Beneath the quiet streetlight dance..

Peace drowned grey beneath my mind The open chords my lullaby The mask shades tinged obsidian A strangers voice I cry Laughter ties the veil th..

Taste my piece of ignorance Sour dank and crumbling fast listen to my silent scream Bullet to the dreams that passed F**k the innocence I held ..