as everything becomes unfocused
as four years die off
as the winter kills us inside and out
as inspiring idealism is tossed and trampled over
as detoxing with liquid poison becomes the regular
as i get closer to that 55 shotgun to head
and because of this i have the strangest of dreams, every night
sleep is no longer needed, just cold empty glass bottles
as the uncertainty about the future is the only thing that lasts
i yearn for eternity....with fangs that will never grow from teeth
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