Mothertongue
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All we have is a reason
We do not have a way
A slow erase from hope
Float over the fiction
Call it hours
My stillborn ambition
Call it hours
Despite what you've said
I know better
I was sent here to die and to make it matter
How can you lose what you never had?
How can you miss someone you've never met?
What's the point of a creation?
Fabricated phasing person
As I move, the body strains
But the stares, they will never change
The second I step out
I'm stricken with slumber
I'm synchronizing substances
Struggling
In surroundings sobering
Despite what you've said
I know better
It's not just a game when I have all the choices
It's not just a game when there is no answer
"In my absence
I premeditated the birth of certain rising things
I now dislike and would like to leave behind my trial
Mellifluous Dialect
Strenuous erosion
Condemned to the end to live in a world of all my mistakes"
I don't want to look at myself too closely
Because I'd rather be alone (be alone)
And I hate that
I'd rather be alone now
And I hate it
My stillborn ambition
All we have is a reason
We do not have a way
A slow erase from hope
Float over the fiction