To me
With me
You cant feel anything
And then I sit back with that
And I think too, do I feel with you?
Nothingness used to be valuable
Empty me out
Take these atoms
Hold them
Mold them
Into whatever will make you praise me
Make you remember me
Remember me
You can't connect
You cant feel
But then you do, and you hold it up in front of me saying it isn't there
What do I sacrifice for two lips
Two eyes
Shadows
Blurry and cold
Blue in the dusk or the dawn
Who
Will I make myself today
What dream will I try to be
Only to be crushed my the reminder that I am here
Real
And imperfect.
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