Couldn't Did

being pariah is actually pleasing
little birds stop to color your sky pink
you play as you sleep through your Dreams they See
everything ahead of time again twice
some memos are barely being taken
no eyes see what couldn't did happen
only we knew the truth of it and then
they were blastd our roots down to nothing
Our questions so simple to answer truth
Soon there were squads of toxic negators
Hate spewed like acid into reunions
It is so weightless to be made nothing
Invisible lesions grow curious
A brief moment of joy lasts three hours

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