Through all the words and tears
no one accepts with the fact
that it could be them
inside that box
sealed away from life
Faster they fall
eyes wide open
dull and glassy
before this idol
Each shaking step you take
and each ragged breath you draw
shows how you’ve lived your life
as a corpse who still draws breath
How much longer
until its you
lowered slowly
into the arms of death
Fall, and they fall
further they fall
further they fall
consumed by their need
to reuse and recycle
all of their dreams.
further they fall
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