This City Called Earth - Old Books
Interpret the misdirection of a quiet phase
Remain worn from the struggle, an adversary in your arms
Such calculated motion by some woe between veins there are cells of despair
Remain undone
Lose the etiquette before you've drown yourself, backwards
Fall through the hungered estate for things falsely envied
We'd be so sure to entrust the seams when really, the cracks are that to take hold
Written by:
Anthony Vargas
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