.It crept to me like a cancer in my sleep.
It gnawed the meet right from these bones.
And so it seems somewhere, somehow, the wonder was stolen.
And the truths we've held were squandered or sold.
And these walls will find us beggars, liars and whores.
It's getting colder quicker and we.
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