Contusions

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My charred soul

Burning and burning

All black, all ash

I feel the glorious galaxies

I feel the bottom of the inky sea

The people have lost their faces

My eyes melting their masks

They laugh at my scar

I laugh at their truth

They laugh at my fate

I laugh at their cause

It’s a people’s fantasy, really

It burns through the wall

Straight through my smoldering heart

Stabbed with a blackened knife

Exploding into the grey

I can still hear the ignorant laughs

Spiraling through the abyss

And I weep

For the love, and the hate.