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[trueintensity]

can i say hello
to my objects of horror?
revoking the quiet as though fear was never present?
please hold the door as the exit sign falls
crashing neon letters
against my feet

and the pavement makes love to the scattered remains
as im working effortlessly to
pierce the clouds with my rain

i walk through the door, as i take off my shoes
and i embark onto the pain
of what was once an exit sign
farthee well ill walk out of here
for the finale of the day
taking time to pressure my resistance
accepting the fate
of my strange insanities