1/01/08

grace did not shine on me

voidful
buried icaro

don't worry
i won't download any more

my instinct is to recoil at your voice
i'm sorry that's what i do
cause what's under the surface
is something i won't even attempt
to describe

but i'm glad it's there
almost always there

i'm glad i kept it to myself

but the icaro is buried
i still haven't learned to live
with that void
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