Like I give a damn

The World of Momus

Riding high,
with my favourite lie,
I don’t know why,
I wouldn’t feel,
like the world is mine.

Setting sight,
on the rocky shores,
Battering sea,
soaking salt in wounds,
like I give a damn.

Falsity of my,
forgotten believes,
shrugging misconceptions,
of my own damnation,
I have nowhere left to hide.

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