26 Butter Knives

Once conned into the underworld

A pulley lowering the birth of man

My savior now, the climbing,

the climbing was conned when fall began



What's left of these leaves of failing wind

An inspiring hole of circle blue

Inaccuracy embodies potent law

Into a cotton mold of surrounding too



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They said it

They said it

They said it for them



You read it

You read it

You read it for them



Enslaved to curves in eyes you lay

An opposing equalizing force

Pages read into labeling tools

Pen in hand remind due course



Restriction genes complete recourse

Elimination of instinct

Coattail drugs addiction flaw

Addict, no. New, extinct



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No longer being through being

A fish from swords to ring

Hypocrisy through curves of ends

For you, I am listening (For you, I am listening)



Reproduction sane with mouths to fill

I'm doing it, I'm doing it

“Wrong” is the competing window sill

I'm being it, I'm being it



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We died a painful death

From sixty moons of one

Wombs of men were climbing

Where the birthing has begun



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