Holy Monophony

Tell me that it hurts. tell me you never sleep
The light is moving wrong, it lets the shadows creep
Tell me about your voice. Tell me it’s never heard
It’s grating on the nerves
Of these friends who love you none
Opinionated sons of pack hospitality
Holy monophony
I’d love to hear the words that brought the guilt you feel
Subjugating verbs, emotional appeal
Progressively enough, further enticing your
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Again, it’s getting stuck in my head again