Rub me the wrong way...
Rub a little harder…
You're getting it right!
Rub a little more you're making it count!
There's a sore from a bite and
A rash from a scratch…
Just keep digging deeper and
The trash’ll surface!
You push the ribbon… You stretch it more…
Then the fabric gives in and I feel nothing…
A moment or so later the flood follows...
Noises that drown... vision that blurs…
Throat that's scratchy and breath that's faltering!!
Metal that's rusting...
Lights which are fading...
A hairline that's receding!?
I'm an amalgamation of
All the could have been's
That didn't amount to much.
Come… Let’s Embrace this change
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