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Bubbles in bloodshed travel slowly splitting down the center in designs of pink and purple the red takes and pushes down the victim. Compressed within a chamber of which passion and regret collide longing for the fine rays of the morning where the sky is fluid and hopeful. Hope, the opposite of reality Shocks on the edge of my ears vibrant in an orange daze It coagulates the mind leaving a heart stricken frenzy feel the blood that nurtures you pour down and fill a translucent effect through every limb in hope of rain to wipe from this earth in hope of rain to wipe from this earth taken by a tedious painful cycle of finding what on longs for memories continue to burn within holding out for the near day I get down and mark the dirt it is gray, ashes of today formulate oneself into compressed simple filtered soul the fresh white milks drips out of it slowly draining to the point of decay infiltrating your mind through every moment fully able to disrupt operation Close Close the doors Close the gates Set up the walls Set up the barricades battle full shoulder on ignore, cut out all insight hope, the opposite of reality Close Close Freeze Freeze