Open my eyes to see a different world left inside.
(My inter-being)
You made me realize that ther's a different view to my toxic waste land.
Waste barrels leaking,
The promise land now burnt and scarred.
All left remembered,
is now forgottened.

Now as I walk with the hand's content.
(My inter-being)
Is left for the one that can truly understand the way my life is.
A life left with way too much courasity and frustration.
You've helped me remember that,
all I can live for is my soul's lost control.
And I want you to help me forget all that was remembered.
Left before, I became too transparent for those that see right through (my inter-being).

But with tears of sorrow,
and with your loved, hated words.
I being to create all that was, and that I need to become.
All left forgottened,
is now reanimated,
inside what is now MY INTER-BEING.

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