I have grown into stone, to the walls of this cell.
Behind the bars, clouds headed home. I'm a smoked cigarette, a frayed blanket.
And if i someday get out of here, will you know me?
If i had a heart, i would miss you. I tear it off, knowing it doesn't need me.
If i had a heart, i would scearm for you. If i had a heart i would die here.
I've grown into discipline, changed my name into a number. Behind that sky another,
days decay. I'm a chair at the canteen, the broken head of the eaves. My eyes bleed
If i had a heart, i would miss you. I tear it off, knowing it doesn't need me.
If i had a heart, i would scearm for you. If i had a heart i would die here.
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