Oh the lost are so far on the mossy wall

Painted like moss and neutron stars

And love will do wild things

For a day or two a thing for you

And I am coming down

It all feels so good 

She touches the liquid sounds

Surrounding the jelly of her mounds

Then the wall came tumbling down

Down

Down 

Down.

Smashing far upon oh ground

Grinding the granite 

Again and again

Friends came


And went.


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