Telepathy

Of Glaciers

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For example, is there is a single thing called life
Which could have a meaning? Or is that just a mistake?

She said, you live every day like you're living in the past
No desire to live with the pack
Who dresses your wounds if I can't?
You've saved my life 100 times
And I’ve barely helped you up from the ground once
You've saved my life at least 100 times
Am I inferior, are you really that far gone?

I cannot allow your help
I can't accept the feeling endowed
But I can keep you from the world
If you'll hang on my every word

Finally I throw it away
After all, forever ends today
There is no one hiding but you
I am open to see right through
Empty, ready for nothing left
A soulless presence constructs a resurrection of hope
And hangs it over my window
But every day as the sun rises, it evaporates

I cannot allow your help
I can't accept the feeling endowed
But I can keep you from the world
If you'll hang on my every word

Numb to the unseen, tortured by the thought
Eternity is not
Await the internal rot