(0277) reconstruction landscape

sheets cover our bodies. gotta make ourselves alive now. breathe into my broken lungs air that suffocates me somehow. the clock just hangs on your blank face until you're passing out unnoticed. when will i sever the silence? is it supposed to stay? when will i ever notice these words you'll never say? cut the phonelines, close the windows, close the blinds, and remember to remind yourself to stay calm.

hemorrhaging in full effect. gotta keep ourselves alive now. creeeping thoughts come creeping in. am i still lost? and will i ever be found? this parasite, like a blinking light, keeps us awake all day and night. reconstruct the outer limits. don't be afraid to stray. reconnect the vital circuits. times like these are not the times to pray. turn the car on, fasten your seatbelt, check your mirrors, and remember to remind yourself to stay calm.

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understand there's no demand except your demand to fully understand all. cardiac arrest, and i go numb as little holes are punctured by the surgeons. imaginary soul is found for all to see and to believe because a real god has no need to intervene nor to be seen.

and i'll happily await my turn without fear nor concern about being eternally tortured and burned.
it's a scandal and a myth so please, let the court now be adjourned.

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the lights conceal my pain.
a nervous breakdown from within
has got me turned around and found me in this sedative.

she hides away from me.
an apparition in disguise.
i look away too soon while secretly sharpening my eyes.

i mistake myself for you
my eyes are certainly not blue.
with resistance, i look away.

the strangest thing is not the fact that i've been here before.

rather, it's the endless trail of nothing that's led me to this door

where i'll stand here in the fog of all that helps keep me distracted and hungry for more.