Never mind the odds
Just fill it up the blanks
Unworthy thought for a task
Grasp one hand to another mask
Put it on, cover those scars.
Toxicity hidden in the your blood
A chemical mixture , stir it up
Polishing those pain for a simple trap
And looking through the glass or map
You will find , dosage of venom of past
Accepting and forgetting , dont rush
Column of white pale skin dry
Smashing things in the dark sky
Matching the blue from black shy
Sweating life unto narrow mind of dismay.
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