I scream for reason from the storm
she says there’s been none all along
and though the tempests never cease
at least in ignorance there’s peace
I scream for reason but she’s gone
don’t cry but keep the camera on
theres so much content to be made
you’re looking too good for the grave
perhaps my sense of self is lost
just how much might another cost?
if I despise what I’ve become?
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