Analysis of addicted bum

crucify my stance
a prophet of fools
watch me preserve it  
and I forgive you too  
I get choked up  
when I let myself go too far 
but I don’t run. 
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feelings feed awareness,  
whatever it is  
I disengage from everything but you 
show me big guns, and bigger consequences  
play that symphony, a rerun,
preach me through a huge gap in time 
feed me your execution wishes 
stuff me a memorable carcass.
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unlock your doors
as I raid you
I realize it gives me
a sense of essence  
to some degree  
I’m the only one drowning in me.
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so listen to me  
so much becomes the truth  
at the end 
dying with you truly lasts forever 
watch me love you still  
still in a ceremony as a captive 
watch me watch you crucify me    
I don’t run  
I’m into you 
I’m an addicted bum
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