i bleed from above and scream from below, an angles no mercy for feet with no hold...I reach from a crooked limb and clinch this fist...sweeping for surrender, surely I'll miss..
its fabulous, that you find me fictitious....a figure famous, for a day and nothing more...a short last.....I'll, die like the past, and watch our words gather into history, a story worth not..
meanwhile.....settle me, into this earth....
soak my bones with wet soil, melt my skin, take these memories and see me thin...
its fabulous, that you find me fictitious....a figure famous, for a day and nothing more...a short last.....I'll, die like the past, and watch our words gather into history, a story worth not..
meanwhile.....settle me, into this earth....
soak my bones with wet soil, melt my skin, take these memories and see me thin...
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