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COARSENING (ORDEAL PURGES)

Thoughts..Words..And constant fear
Smoke.. Walls.. Things are like unreal
Lost count of days. Time stands still
No good ways.. And broken will

Sloth.. Loath.. (it’s) hard to feel
Clock.. Choke.. Tension and peal
Suffering from nightmares - they are too real
Nobody cares. That is my ordeal

Ordeals lead to coarsening
(Becoming feeling-proof)

Thoughts.. Words.. It’s madness’ feed
Smoke.. Walls.. Gonna bury and conceal (me)
Endless row of days. As if time stands still
Longing for the ways. Silence breaks the will

Sloth.. Loath.. Nowhere to flee
Clock.. Chokes.. Tension makes me plead
Living thru the nightmares. Doubt if that’s all for real
And no one dares to share this ordeal

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