The cascade of carcasses
Buried below the earth
Lie alone
Sleepless in a floral offering
I can’t let you go here
This is not your home
Come back to where you belong
Awake in your painless dream
Don’t fear
I’ll visit you some day
When I fall back to reality
Never
I’m running through rivers
But they only asked for a glass
A way of life
A way to die
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