Cleanse

Even in my dreams you see me
Trying to escape you, new view,
New you, you see the images of
Black and the track of dirt that
Plays like a tape, on repeat, on
Delete I need, on replete please!
My minerals and vitamins are
Shadows of fruitless inventions,
Ways I have hidden from you,
Darkened sound does resound,
On empty I’ve been, living for
Nothing is giving me a rush of
Pleasure doesn’t do it, for what
Does it accomplish anyway?
Clicks and visits, subscriptions
And prescriptions take me back,
21 and under now thunder I ride
And like lighting I crash down into
A human mess, I am just mesh and
I need an eraser to cleanse what
I have seen

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