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by Xaque Feb 3, 2025 category : Sadness, depression / about depression
We shapeshift like ephemeral metal Each of us contortionists in being noticable or invisible I am a human pebble Thoughts are devils, I'll never think again won't indulge spectacle, won't speak again Ouster the spirits like an extinct species shameless in its nudity It's okay, we are a humble biomass Death's tired ass garbage-collects pets named after heros en masse