casualty

as good as a stranger. it means nothing to me
root carnal. crux danger. fill me up to empty
as the pendulum swings. the pith starts to sting. take a hold of the nothing thats whats left when we die. cause this is just for the night.
its not that its bad
its not that its good
its just something we did. now lets ignore it.
its not that its bad
its not that its good
its just we've become so silent.
black satin that bleeds. a badge of naivete
an abscess that feeds. aches for continency
as the pendulum swings. the pith starts to sting. take a hold of the nothing thats whats left when we die. cause this just isnt right.
its not that its bad
its not that its good
its just something we did. now lets ignore it.
its not that its bad
its not that its good
its just we've become so silent.

The End

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