Finite

Something stirring up the deaf and blind

Nothing is suspended still

Something whirling around this find

My dreams are meant for you to kill

 

I guess nobody hears

Nobody sees

I know somebody fears

What’s to be

 

Tell me sweet little white lies

Send me on my way

Kill me sweet nurture by twice

Live to lie another day

 

I guess nobody feeds

No one but me

Don’t know whom I bleed

Not a thing to see

 

Everyone wants to head to the heavens

But, nobody wants to die

Everybody wants to weep beneath the moon

But, no one is willing to pay that price

 

Bleed the odds the half empty runneth over

From the stones of never finite

Heed the cries then crimson disperse

To the lights of ever ignite

 

I guess nobody reached

Nobody saw

Dying beyond that breach

Spinals to the walls

 

Finite 

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Seong Kim

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