XXVI. | COMEDOWN

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WEARINESS
No. 4

My wrath did grow on me,
Forced me on my knees
I let it destroy my happiness to be
And for all my sins, I paid to see
What I couldn't feel with my happiness to be

Cheap, freak, and weak
My soul is bleak
There is nothing to leak, neither for to seek
Nothing will leave from the silence and peace,
Only the memory of those who I couldn't keep

Forbidden words, I shout
They fall out of my mouth
Even though on pureness, I've always vowed
I will be paying for my foul heart,
That's something, in the madness, I wouldn't doubt

I had been left outright,
Through an oversight
Before my previous mistakes, I could overwrite
Weariness came, her eyes filled with delight
Because she was aware, from here I cannot rise

My wrath did grow on you,
What can I do?
It casually destroyed everyone in the queue
Relentlessly dismissed everything new
I let him comedown on me, and comedown on you too

H.M. 2022. 06. 19.

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