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To Paul Sibley's previous pieceI grasped for nothing And stumbled amongst The cacti and emptiness Retching Trying to spit you Out of my system Before the poison Reached any deeper Into my veins Birds cawed And mocked me Circling around My weak resolution The sun blinding My throat burning Shadows fluttering above me Paranoia, Fear, Want Waiting to pick at the carcass You had left behind I'd survive I'd drag myself out of this Oasis Which was the burning, dangerous Desert, you'd tricked my Wanting heart to travel into Believing in
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