catalyst

abandon babbling continue where i left off missing pieces of components finding nothing but decisions and decisions i can't make or break my sorrows aren't ending but the past was just pretending to be waiting for it's ending coming short of expectations making late the summer's naming laughing senselessly retarded incoherence repetition claiming children charming ladies niave babies contraception thirty days away to sunday taking slander medications unheard of hearsay conversations in the vacant infestations where the bones are lain in earthen isolation composed of sleeping saturated stories of believers distant dreamers that speak acronyms and feelings of the weary mistress mingling influenza donor breathing into lungs and passageways between our heartache waking lonely in the alleys cold and gray unknown to no one but forgotten by the sun and its opinions left in hands of steril salesmen selling shaken suffocation through inhaling the solution of commerical contributions to the poor and christian comatose crusaders crying for a drunk salvation in a bottle as their saivor pours another dollar whiskey and the night complains of darkness with lights flickering distaste proving once again we're hopeless in a world where people suffer endlessly in boredom looking for some cheap insurance in the image of a spiral climbing upward into breakdown losing sanity completely.

-and the ashes still remain.

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