Still

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by Ash3720349

by Ash3720349

                                    
                                              Everything is still
Everything is a liquid in a cup that must not spill
And still you have your fill
Full of right intentions
If not, it starts to chill
                          My spine, it hurts too much
It cracks with pain and such
Much more than just a punch
Of nothing but the still
                          Silence, it is real
It reeks with shady deals
Might as well just let my skin decay
And let it dry and peel

                          For this, it's more than pain
Forever it may reign
Its manufactured goods
With silence in my brain 
                          Once again, my world is still 
No one can really kill
                          The voices that I made
My mind begins to fade
Faster then the shade 
Of a shadow that is mine
My eyes start to recline
And draw a thicker line
                          Of my blood, it is still
The liquid, it will spill
                          Foreign eyes exchange 
A look that is so strange
My world begins to change
Perception has its range