I live on the path of my own destruction
Seek, behind me
Outside broken where inside wells up
In fists and explosions,
Preceded, followed
By volumes of silence.
I live on the path to my own destruction -
Sought, before me
Outside swollen where inside breaks
In volumes of silence,
Preceded, followed
By fists and implosions.
Seeing stars.
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