Awoke in a broken eclipse, pupils open only facing eyelids..
In silence i hear sound, fearing flowers instead near violence...
Dumbfound, or am i just evil, but truely innocent upside down...
My towns a massive city now, me chest got titties...HOW?
Plowing through memories confusion, flip-flopping allusion...
My feet are writing this down, my hands are my movement..
Across the earth, and after eighty-or-so years I am birthed...
I work frolicking in fields, i play lifting heavy objects in yeild..
Concealed in pure light, hiding in the darkness of mere fright...
I flight running on gravel,& walk skimin clouds as i grappel...
I tackle with a hug and kiss, I love with a punching fist...
Attemptin to cross a bridge, i guess i meant to go for a swim..
In deep waters, which are puddles i wade, standin i laid...
Confused yet? , nah cause all this is as clear as a shadow..
Battles and wars, their handshakes where peace is forced...
Remorse is felt for newborns, and yes god does have two horns...
As for if this is better, while if better means worse, of coarse...
Opening walls not doors, constantly trying to find my before...
I'm torn but my inners feels complete, strong my soul is weak...
Has it been weeks, or has it been seconds, since i awoke...
In this backwords world, where my silence is what i spoke...

The en[BOLD]LIGHT[/BOLD]enment of a backwards world!

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