awake to stale

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i'm out there before it's recalled by a previous feeling
that pulllllllllls me back
into fiction induced fear

in the field of openness
free
swimming nude, self-isolated
with her around

confidence cancels all the bullshit
"it's a promised world"
whispered and leaving the smell of alcohol
to catch in disgrace

so I run fast, fall
ignore the cuts and bruises

war
and a bomb has fallen
explosions all around
people dying all around
eye contact no longer posesses that 'sting'
because it's life or death now

someone should've done something to stop this

i should've drank more beers
felt more girls' touches
left my prison cell more often
noticed my freedom

but it's too late
everything's dying now

world war III has begun
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