Dark movements in broad daylight
ramparts crumble, a sign to ll who enter this place:
through cracks in the visceral wall, sometimes more than truth escapes
How weak we become, as it leads us astray
Our own reflection often takes the biggest fall,
scarring us the most
an orderly exchange of guilt
No conscience cleared
no final word
s bright lights in dark skies promise to take me away
ramparts crumble, a sign to ll who enter this place:
through cracks in the visceral wall, sometimes more than truth escapes
scarring us the most
an orderly exchange of guilt
no final word
s bright lights in dark skies promise to take me away
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