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The Standard.


Beoslasher

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I walk up

and walk away

dawn to dusk

night to day

 

full of holes

filled me in

bullet holes that graze the skin

 

bleeding out

pooled within

I bathe in memories

soaking skin

replaced my ideas

replaced again

 

I'm feeling bone

stabbing skin

from the wound

identification

 

opened my heart

find id's

were all the same

in how we beat

 

Differentiate

meaningless things

the standard model

the standard me

 

What sets me apart?

what makes me think?

everythings the same

except the timing

 

I cast a smirk

and admire views

the clone of me

that looks like you

 

I brake for cross

and cross to you

nailed on wall

fridge side view

 

I open door

and close behind

sidestepped you all

hid far behind

 

cant find my soul

just my heart

the same you have

the keys to start

 

you push the clutch

into the floor

shift the gear

pedal floored

 

watch the speed

watch it go

scenery passes

I explode.

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