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Narcolepsy
tear the page,
spill the paint,
bleed the music,
i leak, i pour.
blank defines me,
so does love,
where has my,
blank love gone?
question my life,
inside the others,
touch the untouchable,
cry until death.
time doubles,
clock speeds,
life lives,
shorter and lesser.
mic the mother,
burn the tape,
narcolepsy,
eats my tired brain.
roll the envelope,
feel your tongue,
brace yourself,
they're coming for you.
my personal Holocaust,
my Hitler heart,
i kill my own,
i kill myself.
taste of blood,
on my hands,
the throne of God,
shrinks below.
inside the outside,
and outside my brain,
i collapse, won't wake,
content with yourself.
dip into earth,
life's synagogue,
i float through,
i release my pain.
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Narcolepsy
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