Lord of somethings,
How does one who fixes us
find a way in?
Past facades,
careful constructs,
ego and id,
scar tissue and regret,
to bind an ungrown soul?
Lord of somethings,
How does one who fixes us
find a way in?
Past facades,
careful constructs,
ego and id,
scar tissue and regret,
to bind an ungrown soul?
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