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My skin is silver

metal mechanisms

built to hold

built to bury

if it falls

Iron teeth ensnare.

Bold are the colours

symphonic shards paint

twisting sins

and wires

and fate.

Bind me to the forgotten

weld my eyes shut

melt my feet

so that I cannot run

I am their statue

his art.

My skin is silver

bound now to the void

the only sound I hear

is the cacophony

of colours

and metal ground.



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  1. outfuckingstanding was what I said when I finished this. I would have given this a “heart” but you only get one a month for some damn reason. hell yeah and cheers…

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