senses so sharp breaths hollow
skin it's electric the movements frantic
days thirty two identity lost not enough
another eternity, keep, keep devouring me,
identity lost the new purpose you've, reconstructed,
broke me down then said,
"my rhythm, you adopt it, do it now I do not repeat"
no hesitation, on my knees,
you already knew, the rhythm it—
was already ingrained, you didn't demand the power
you commanded it I, thought I was submitting
you knew I already did it was just an exercise,
pavlovian built in you just had me emphasize,
everyday colors you made them so vibrant,
haunting the love songs now, you they remind me, no—
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