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Aesthetic Perfection

Overcast

Searching for something

Walking endlessly for what seemed like days

And if you wait for me, I'll wait for you

Grasping to hold on to what I can't see

It is coming back

It seems that I've forgotten the way

To continue on this broken down road

Push, carry on

I won't pretend that this is my life

Hollow words make paranoid people back down

This is not, this is not, this is not control

I thought that I had control

I thought I could keep control

I thought I would want control

I thought I'd never lose control

There's no reason for this

Just please forgive me

Hoping for something

Passing time with an endless trail of smoke

Throat burns

Choke on cigarettes

Ashes fall and scatter

That old familiar blue glow

Red eyes gaze

This is not, this is not, this is not control