Origin Of Escape - Milk Teeth

Just from looking
In for a start
Light out of shadow
In for a start

The end of the world
At the end of summer
The shapes in darkness
In half straddle

I am being born
Once more
On the floor
On the mezzanine

Everything flows
Mixes with sand
Comforts the soul
With strange commands

Into the silence
The soundlessness
To the side of You
Across myself

I am being born
Once more
On the floor
On the mezzanine

I repeat myself
I squirm
With blood I spit
My milk teeth

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Origin Escape

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