Notch

I was drowning
you kept my head above water
you were ration
in my famine

I was curious
you were war
you were a circus
you gave me purpose

I was naive
you bared your fangs
you were a leap
I had to grieve

I was crumpled
you flattened me
you were a shovel
in my rubble

I was whole
you lied
you turned into a coal
under my sole

I was fascinated
you stung my lips
you exterminated
my masquerade

I was hope
you were home
I was choked
you were sold

I was in a dream
you wiped my illusions
clean
you were philistine

I’m wounded
you are a spectator
this is the cruelest
amusement

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