why do you remain so detached?
could you not feel the mothering
voices when your dreams shimmered first?
Reverie is still kind to me
but has no answers for waking
your questions unkind by design
this a brutal psychic torture
visited upon my dreamscape
your mending embrace cannot erase
light of day and the smell of blood
light of day and the smell of blood
again you pluck archaic words
from legend's distant impressions
"torture", "blood", idle poetry
ruminations of Quorum's birth
your visions are a winding whine
emotional anguish isn't pain
what do you gain from nightmare blame?
submit, submit, submit, submit, submit, submit
No! daylight's ripple shakes- return!
No! daylight's ripple shakes- return!
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