heavy eyes and soap shavings
this is not the world i remember
when shadow is allowed
to overcome the walls
the vines wont be able to succeed
moonlight can only hold it off for so long
before she herself becomes consumed
within its echoing dark past
although that's just a day we must look to
one far beyond the west
that is a world i wont remember
heavy eyes speak poems and
stoplights choose to change their color
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