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The Early November – Narrow Mouth

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The Early November - Narrow Mouth

My body is asleep
My mind is wide awake
It’s my fault I’m locked inside
I try to find a way out
I’m clenching both my eyes
Forcing my breath I try to stay alive

But not a sound comes out I panic
And now I’m shutting down

You gotta get something right
I swear it’s smite
You framed this crime
While I was sedated
This plastic form fed smile
Reveals the teeth you hide
While we live through the narrow space between your eyes

What you could never imagine is about to happen
Without sight, sound control
It takes you home like a smile
Leads you into the Conversation
It forms around you like a pool of warm ignorance
What started out as words
Just air passing through your lips
Is all I can focus on

You gotta get something right
I swear it’s all smite
You framed this crime
While I was sedated
This plastic form fed smile
Reveals the teeth you hide
While we feed of the narrow space between
We live through the narrow space between your eyes

The veins in my eyes are getting tense
Opening slowly and wider than before
I feel the rush
The adrenaline
I can actually feel the blood
Coursing through my veins

How do you hold on to it?

Take a deep breath
And hold who you’re near
Forget the looming thoughts
And the sounds in your ear
It’s all becoming drones
Drowning into the background
Of what was never clear

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