store up for a while
what things you might need
no more, you see.
it shouldn't be too long
so just the staples
in case something goes wrong
we've lived with the sins
they come again
we thought we were safe.
in and out of haunted woods,
at best- it's my imagination..
red is the dial
it's denial
the always wrong inside a wrong
inside a wrong-- forgetting all the rights.
just point them out
and pass them by
and hold, still, your head high.
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