Summarily Dismissed

To which all I stand and all I love
Nothing could prepare me for this
Without a cognitive thought
Backs turned to remain in play
True faces shown behind closed doors
The grip of stability turned sour
Personality depletes from desire
Chickens to a flock
Stress to the temple
Life spent belittling
Ever so predictable



Credits
Writer(s): Cody Kryst
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