this place is stubborn
walls with walls
and sirens that never call
you to come away.
I am a stubborn
lie upon lie
and learning to lure
me to come away.
i precised myself to stay
and again
I tell me why I came
to leave
again
my passive care,
my dozens stare
into the blue dark
my half gone fare
to take the waters
upon me feet
how long do I die.
how do you cry
about me gone
upon my feet
and fabric on my back
where was time
where is the chime
of the living bells
I am so sorry.
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