Solitude X

Solitude X

I've been troubled by these disturbances
Living life like hermits with style
Across your womb you had me
Outside of his forsaken will

Chances of a second coming
I see me like a magazine
Lying on top of the bathroom seat
Patriotic super beings
Coffee spelt on woeful tramplings
Steady feet and steady mind
Bashing against a shaking ground

It's really not that cold out here
But why these frosty stares
It's really not that bad out here
But why do you have to compare
It's really not that lonely here
But why do I want to be elsewhere

I really have no compassion left
For forgiving the creator of my title
I am your beloved
So please protect me from you


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my (shitty) cam,
my back garden
changed the contrast for a more bold effect
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