Makeshift| Michael Verderber|Poetry
Have you ever wanted something / so much you could just kill it?
Strip away your conscience / take the fake just to refill it
Suffer silence of your empty dreams / throw yourself into the river
Isolated sitting “beside yourself” / neither of you are the giver
[ Makeshift ] I can’t unmask what hides in me
[ Makeshift ] I can’t see the forest for the trees
[ Makeshift ] I can’t give up what’s left in me
[ Makeshift ] but I can feel the sorrow from beneath
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