by austin

The anxiety that's really mysterious,
Above all others is the sinking.
Sudden, successful sinking.
Never forget the occult and inexplicable sinking.
You can carry, you can total, but would you still be the same?

I saw the the drunken mistakes of my actions lifes destroyed,
How I mourned the ,mistakes.
I don't like the fact that I,
Learned to Fix it before I knew how to ask.
You can throw, you can ask, but can you visualize it.

I try with the little poisoning again,
Are you upset by how disgusted it is?
Does it tear you apart to see the poisoning so ungenerous?
It does occur,
It does poison,
It does cause.

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