Caricamento in corso...

Facade

facade I did partake
I die a million death
Under this camouflage
i begin to believe
that surrounds the flees
the abound the bees
I encapsulate these
At moments of unrest
It’s born out of my breath
I die and kill, yet
I keep working on it.

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