Pour the liquid reactor down my throat
in the throws of my own resentment i drown
as my crown cracked, withers into ecstasy
break the hyphen its there for recreation
and gang rape my psyche with a little persuasion
as i start to think life's light as a feather
the weight comes pouring down, crushing me
to the ground
as i stare just a star gazer
at the dreams of the dream weaver
not a single dream survives
but the nightmares crawl right through.
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