erasure
the shade I built, it isn’t safe
erasing
fill out the blankness on my face
replacing
redacted version is in place
fill out the hole inside of me
through broken optics, I perceive
with wide and ragged lips
I’m crushed against the other
we will never find a home
I suffer in your sight
desolation in myself
I’m fumbling for embers
I will never a home
only a stranger in ourselves
We will never find a home
only the bruises of my inheritance
hidden within myself
erasure
the shape I built, it isn’t safe
erase me
fill out the blankness on my face
replacing
redacted version is in place
fill out the hole inside of me
et sprukkent verdensbillede
med vidt forrevne læber
jeg knuses mod den anden
vi finder aldrig hjem
jeg lider i dit åsyn
mød det øde i mig selv
mens jeg famler efter lysskær
vi finder aldrig hjem
kun noget fremmed i mig selv
jeg finder aldrig hjem
kun et grumt nedarvet grundstof
gemt i dybet i mig selv
erasure
the shape I built, it isn’t safe
erase me
fill out the blankness on my face
replacing
redacted version is in place
fill out the hole inside of me
erasures
will replace us
make me believe
a different story
collisions
will deface us
make me believe
your allegory
erasure
the shape I built, it isn’t safe
erase me
fill out the blankness on my face
so deface me
and erase me
fill out the hole inside of me
erase me
deface me
erasing
replacing
erase me
deface me
tear out the blanks in front of my face
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