Spoken Word

"A concession speech like blood spit, weeping leech. What I've touched is rare and impaired. Purity paralyzed. Our triumphs and undoings won't be remembered, drowned in indifference. Oblivion-baptized. I'm a burden to purity and your burden chose me." Whatever is reflecting back isn't the same and viewing it from your perspective changes the (w)hole of the blame. Nothingness wrapped around your psyche, baptized and chastised. Guilty of thought crime from a god who let's the vulnerable die. I'm criminalized and my ideas are serving time. They're on their knees with the second hand swinging, specifically welting an existence so willing.......

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