Numbered days ring so hollow
Broken is just broken
A temple is within us
Chemical born lifelessness
My curse, unbroken & dull
Break my haunted silence
My own self purity
Self revolutions
I have let those bridges
burn again and again
Don’t accept my rusted embrace
It will come around to harm you
My own self induced technis
Take hold my arms of sorrow
Listen to my words of panic
I can’t talk from stricken mouths
End this painful headache
My heart still beats your name
I’m just barely tearing
Am I alive or just breathing
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
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