Deadbeat Depicted from Threnodies by Icholas Yurgh

So your light died, likened to age-old sighs | Desperately surmised, sensible/senseless designs
Compassion stripped, teasing with pallid lips. Spinning partial truths, splitting me in two.
What a crooked smile (less slanted than its guile). Spat out all defiled, oftentimes.
Us morons forget.

We’re accidents posing as some God's chosen kids, what gives?
So dangerous to trust this shit based on drunken remembrances, isn’t it?

I heard you’re floating naked in Vegas chasing fake Elvis’s

You’ve wasted so much fixated on an image you’ve felt was so hip
But those dipshits kept on bruising you and abusing your faith on a way in.

Gah, you’re all hollowed, and the ideas you borrow…they make no sense, you half-wit
Someday you’ll see w/ tearful eyes the bulldozed, bullshit, broken brain you will have given yourself. Get help.

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