3.4.16
So you broke a few more mirrors
Then kick and push through puddles till you fall
Dead center in your selfish sea and scream
Or was that allegedly me?
& so you let loose from you a few more friends forever
And lose all their breath just to move a risky piece
All across the town one eyed
And lay through screams in suicide?
Sunday is here in your monster
Here in my mirror
Here is my coda
The codex is simple
For hiding these easily hidden things
That one cares to know
Oh, so we are such
Simple creatures
Oh, we send important things
With ghosts for deliverance
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