Social Repose
"Eyes go arctic
Skin begins to harden
A shattered sense of worth quickly leaves the room
Splitting down end to end once again
Punching through the thick white noise
Yearning for a sign of relief
Semiotic love hides the wounds
That cannot be healed without a crutch"
~ Artic Eyes.
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