I use my Emotions like a condiment
A condom it
holds down
the devotion Hits
And I'm struck un-emboldened when
I give up all
I'm holding in.
Holding
sway against the wind
I lay down ground rules
And sink in
Depth of quicksand closing in
Around the rules I stood within
The walls close and melt and drift
The emotions sprayed
On walls facade
Like ketchup in a crystal galla
Splayed across milky model everglade
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