It’s in the little words we speak
to each other cheek to cheek
nothing is as it seems
and for what I know
digging through the crust of this shallow earth
I was once human, now I’m the other
It doesn’t matter what you say,
it doesn’t matter anyway, now the thought is in place
cursed off for being brave, while the stake stays in place
you put me in this grave
who will be so bold to pull me from this broken mold
steaming as the wings are sold
and my brain melted in the cold gelatinous fold and fold
I’m dying to be old…
The curse, hid the gift- the veil it lifts
For your eye only, the third of two
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