Let sleep the worms where they lie, we’ll find the dark and light just try to meet ends. In wife and kids the trust that you own is fake. The head of the table’s gone and the house in it’s wake. Awful to say. Our love’s at stake. Let twist the trails that lead me where I’ll pray to God for crumbs or a sign. Ten miles until just one bench or stepping stone, I won’t follow the lead of the blind toward my place in the ground. Awful to say. Our love’s at stake. Tall grasses lean on lazily the sides of brick in our country. Touch red the cheeks of blue June days of straying nowhere fine. Awful to say. Our love’s at stake … See swept into arms like a visitor, purposes - birth two hair long beaming an innocence, beautiful rays in the eyes of whose hands building fire destroys hearth and home of which heaven’s been wished.
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