3.Satisfying Angst
Standing in the backyard. Staring at her scars. Confusion is
surrounding her (leached out) existence. Standing in her shadow.
Staring at the end. In hope she's screaming：
Tell me that there's nothing we could lose. Raise this inner
crime. (We) need to lock the fear we hide inside.
Surrounded by a dozen souls she still feels alone. Will this
isolation end？ Or is she destined to rest in a never ending
planless hide-and-seek？
Fuckin' restless ruining years through all the hopes and fears.
I keep on crawling back to zero. Raise this inner crime. Lock
the fear we hide. I still believe that sacrifice makes sense.
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