Sadness in Our Ignorance
Planks
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Your face, so covetous, cuts my lungs
To destroy hollow-voiced compassion
Your words, are the noose around my neck
I wish you would, what you won't do
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In my holiest temple with eyes elusively moving
You elevate my heart with glare
This beckon in banality conveys
You don't want me, but I need you