Lines and Spaces
A face
bearing no emotion,
Hidden under
a fine tuned mask
For the core
is anxious,
Terrified of the chaos
enveloping the soul
Explosions
of the spirit to my right,
The Acid of Bitterness
on the other
In a world
covered in cliffs
Filled with mines,
To take a false step
means the end,
To take none at all
ends you too
I'm trying
to walk a straight line
In a perpetually
Curved space
bearing no emotion,
Hidden under
a fine tuned mask
For the core
is anxious,
Terrified of the chaos
enveloping the soul
Explosions
of the spirit to my right,
The Acid of Bitterness
on the other
In a world
covered in cliffs
Filled with mines,
To take a false step
means the end,
To take none at all
ends you too
I'm trying
to walk a straight line
In a perpetually
Curved space
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