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Lapse after lapse

Handcuffed and clasped to my transgressions

Step after step

Brings me closer to the symptoms of regression

And I am of no match



But blood runs no matter what we do

We are as open as a gaping wound

We are as comatose as a Cheshire Moon

And we are only the revenges we are dued



Pummel-struck

Legs dance while heads duck in embarrassment

It’s all or bust

It’s forgive or let live a lifetime of resentment

And I feel I am living it



What is the caliber

Measure closely with the caliper

The hole the disaster created



But blood runs no matter what we do

We are as open as a gaping wound

We are as comatose as a Cheshire Moon

And we are only the revenges we are dued



We are Regression

We are nothing more than what we are dued