.The weight of our heads on our shoulders
A magnetic pull towards grace
Flesh shedding blood on its way
A bone yard of retro display
And the bruised hunks of skin
No longer moved by the wind
Lead to X marks the spot
Crow collect the toll
From these time eaten frame.
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