i sat down in the dirt i was born again
with a pain in my back
received and sent
a sharp reminder of my favorite approach
he spat in your face and he expected a note
he was a golden boy
i was a problem child
the blood of god is staining my hands
can we sit and cry a while?
i beg for position like a broken seam
a permanent argument for another man's dream
i bit down and tasted myself deep in you
with steel in my teeth i look to the sky and said:
if this is free then i won't take it
my forgiving tongue remember when i made it
with my broken heart i said i'd look over you
how numb are we?
how numb are you?
blinking lids on hollow faces
saw this empty situa
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