Seeking deeper into the abyss
within we pull up the tiredness
like heavy boots and sore asses
sashaying our passes into openness
please bless me with amnesia
for only the shaded spots of hopelessness
let me forget all the pain on faces
nailed to my broken graces
chunks of me were dead at birth
so give me this twisted rest well earned
for I have already walked the earth
far too long in shoes without laces
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