21 December 2012
I've been erased from the picture.
Excuses, you know how they go.
Fade the desperate, I'm begging.
I just need one more slit
And the ghosts will leave.
Smoke is in this room,
And I am struggling to breathe.
What did you intend for us?
You always said I was authentic and sleepless.
For once, you erased me.
Strung Up. • Opuss № I