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ships out within 5 days
Lost grip of all my vices;
my fingers twisted pinching the thread.
The colors turn and sway inside my eyes,
No balance to be found ahead.
So you can crack the shell
Strip the skin
and waste away...
Way beyond the shoreline, find me at the bottom
grasping tightly for the tide.
Strip away the skin
Shed the rot within
Amend and start again.
I'll draw mountains if you pull the waves.
I'll find a way to measure life beyond the ways that I sway
through cyclical days.
And in the cold of a winter's day,
I hear them speak in such clichés.
I see them bury their flasks and put salt in the gash,
and make amends with their enemies.
Because I know what I deserve, but I forgot the golden rule.
Our sights set on the safer things,
it's a symptom of security, the common fool.
Sleeping in until the winter sun goes down.
Color days in monotone.
Hold me over
Don't let me under the waves.
Hold me over, so you can settle the sway.
Erase the gray
Color me in tone.
Settle the sway.
Color me in.