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you see me from a far under lock & key
buried beneath the hidden realm of society
faintly you carry a hedge of responsibility
something more up your sleeve
barbed wire fences with second glances
shattered turmoil crystalized in my fragile egg shelled mind
painted fences with a heros stances
carry on with the fun we make a run
into town we shall shine
staying attached to the vine
the liquor store stands fallen to the floor
an ancient decorated scroll by the door
the mere notion of dust sprinkled on the cavity of life's smooth brevity
living in a land of make believe falling apart at the seams
　
you have come here before
with all your chaste commision and food stamps galore
walked alone inside the building to join with others
an exquisite task to match the vile extremities of belief
what have we been searching for in this great covenant of dull response
shattered glass out on the parchment floor
signs of resolve to so much more yet what ?
