Title Chaos

​A title is something to slab on when you need organization

And sometimes I just want to sit within the chaos I was born in
Confined in a box of

Cans without lids

I became the tops and sat

On roofs with paper

And scribed a different time
Written over broken hearts

Scripts with no hidden meaning

And clibed through the shadows

But I too, have been eaten alive by

Insects of void nature

And I avoid people when I am too stable

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