Uploaded September 2018 | Updated September 2026, 3 weeks ago

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Wake, little dreamer
Here we don't touch
No longer feel her
Rub your eyes
And see much clearer

Still in the dirt
Shifting in your slumber
Make an angel of this hurt

It's always been this way
You were too tired to see it
Sickly, Unmoving,
Still assuming
The meaning
No meaning
Thats all gone
Now you're not dreaming

Try to stand
You could stand if you wish
Won't make it far like this
Blood in your hair
Can't make a fist
Easy prey
Others out there
Wounded
Pleading
Trust me
It's hardly fair

They follow
Breadcrumbs
A trail of red
A forest
Made from our dead

Dense, consuming
Always elluding
We'll clog your rivers
Your plans are put to bed
Sully what you've dreamt
Wash it in the waste
Breed your contempt
The dogma of her body
In time you will see
It's meat
It's carbon
It's demagoguery

We long for something
But we have to let it go
Don't waste your time on dreaming
No god will ever know