Flat Line

Eyes jelly juice
Red, only red
Filling up
Through the cracks
Streets merged, leaking
Out the within hate comes
Madness and lies
Dollar cent stores
High ends perfume
Glass, mirrors reflecting
A taste of the unknown
Tricks by tricksters
False alarm
Never awoke
In death,
Flat lined amongst heaps
Weight upon weight
Scattered to form a single voice

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