This is a real place now


Look for me in between. Back and forth and obscene. Count the children to receive. Principle of matters conceived.

How can you trust what you can't believe?? The shadow of doubt is cast with far reach.

I've found shade in silhouettes of distrust. And coolness in air that turns lungs to rust. Corrosive refreshment. I breathe unrelenting.

Search beneath the bed. And in word of mouth. The monsters and dread. Spoken from to without.

This is a reality and has now been made. Its pathway beaten by conviction swayed.

But I know what goes around comes around.
SWAY, SO HYPNOTIC.
From inception put forth to me is bound.
Karmatic, catastrophic...

Forever the plans I have made.
Forever a debt being paid.
The bed in which I always laid. 

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