i am waiting for
something
to develop
time moves slower than
all my
expectations
machine-gun fire rings
over
a dead valley
someplace where the real
people
harvest decades
intended bleeding
feeling
free the first time
declaration of
comfort
in loyalties
sacred, murderous,
lustful,
beat me, best me
blown apart for the
sake of
brief ownership
come to me on your
own and
really want me
illusions just for
my self-
esteem, thank you
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