Entry One

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We're covered in the chaos,

Red written in our veins.

I'm searching for a purpose,

And recovering from the stains.

The piano keys are tap, tap, tapping in my mind,

The clock is tick, tock; spinning out of time..

Yet I'm just here,

Preparing to unwind -

My armour in my fists,

Tears drained from my eyes.

I'm nothing but a stranger,

To your glass ridden shell,

Someone to be left behind -

Someone you might sell.

Misbehaving into the distant age,

Parading floors like I'm on a stage -

You're in the crowd; I'm in a cage,

Perhaps we should just turn the page...

You'll be in all colour,

I'll stay in beige -

It's time we finally disengage.

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