Through Concrete walls and over wires, the slightest breath drags twelve-ton weight. It pulls apart at all designs to make our emaciate. It hold a body, but these limbs stretch like veins against the sky cutting distance, your pulse taunts let's grow thin from dreaming. The way it's stated could translate to nothing all ground gives out. This will serve to remind that we cannot rewind. Our history is not over time still moves adjudicate. Inhale and break. Why can't I breath? (how my lungs felt so big) I reached an end to my capacity the jury caved. It holds a body but these limbs stretch like veins against the sky. As the truth emaciates, we hold all hope at stake.
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