Is It Tangible?

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Delusions in the sky

Diluting the water supply

Deluding me and I

Eluded, to the day I die


 A soft colors warmth

The fabric of my consort 

The veil over my head

Feelings I upset

The scenery of an abyss 

Swallowed whole in my absence

The mockery of a kiss

The mimicry of this

The hole has become so dense


Interchangeable arrangements

Intangible entertainment 

Hiding the fact I collide with the pavement

Preserving the fact I supervise my engagements

What is the blood price without any payment

So to say its cemented that I must be this way


Corridors of a hundred floors

But indecisive dont feel right

Explore the thousand doors

But the doors are locked tight

A room on the ceiling,

Glows whilst staring,

And my guts pour out



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