Muse Hexagons

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I'm a marionette with severed strings
Gorge on my soul while I'm weak and dying.

Haunted by futures I can't avoid
A shape immersed through the fog of war.

Synthetic and divine
And we touched the veil and it broke our spines.

Our resistance is mass-produced
And she will ghostwrite my obsessions
Reach out, touch me
And draw me from the sixth dimension
You have been forcing my hand.

Love revealed our failed rebellion.

Our resistance is mass-produced
She will ghostwrite my obsessions
Reach out, touch me
And draw me from the sixth dimension
You have been forcing my hand.