Feeler Slaves

Watcher

Behind lines minds cross

Each person

No limits deep down

Afraid of themselves

Expression of loud magnitudes

Movements not Surface

To envelop a bond as one real entity

Clouds roll through

Suns take over clear skies 

Circulatory gambles in the night

Repeated chewing language 

Seeing through 

In the dark the new body has yet to overtake the old mind

Strike gravity

Layers

Beyond reach

Set it up 

Gold 

Seed grass pops out of an old chimney 

It’s all is the same while new 

You squeeze a muse for only so long

Art mistress kills them quickly 

Escapist mentality lately 

Go further to bring forth the new canvas

Canyon calls 

Howling 

Lace 

Facial lines grow deeper

Wide open pain 

Joyous rebellion 

Snakes 

Multiple personalities rich yet broken

Further

Push

An edge without meaning 

Centerless 

Things start to not be real 

Same place running

Differences are chances 

Bridges

Walk what you see

Alone

Sounds

Togetherness 

Ample room to weave 

Maneuver it all around the other factions 

Swim lightly

Grace

Press play again 

Artifacts caught in focus

You were right all along

Perception 

Tongue twisting toxicity slave

The door is the area of exit 

Go

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