Remnants of the Past

The Missing Touch

The Missing Touch

Where my life is not real
Conspiracy of essence surreal
Only images ingrained
Projected memories contained
Alien entity encrypted
Bottled emotions scripted
Spoon-fed scenes of lies
Visions through unseeing eyes
Deceptive reality portrayed
Distorted dreams displayed
Fabrication of my existence
Without validity of presence

Touch now an empty illusion
Gone with the heartbeats profusion
Fictional warmth of pulsing hand
Senses slandered with program planned
Prick of the thorn upon the rose
Storied reaction falsely composed
Soft delicate dermis of the offspring
Minimized sensation in everything
Sensuality suppressed in a field of hypocrisy
Repressed vibrations in mythic honesty
Tactile tenderness of love dismissed
In this place where reality fails to exist

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