Everything I got. Everything I need. And everything that I have. Learned about Time. Every word I speak. Every pound I keep. And everything that I have.
Out by a shanty where the dust hangs high. Far from a river where things grow green. The flowers weep and they lean away. From the blood stained soil beneath my feet.
I know that it's your own life. I tell you this. With an eye on your future. Yes I know. Mind my own business. But I am here. As an aid and a comfort.
Defrosting leaves me quite vulnerable. . Amoeba. . A requiem for fading fireflies. That float around a dying flame. The changing form of all my certainties.
On a starry island. On the scented sea sands. With my lover morning. And they will never know and. How you came to me and. Kissed me passionately and.
Shine on your light. Lead me to your home. . Lower your sights. Put away your comb. . Though black babies are starving. And cows fed for the carving. .
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