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If He breathed life into our lungs

Why do we break so easily?

Why do our minds and legs snap?

Why do our hearts ache to ache?

With paper-thin flesh we walk

An earth of rock and metal

Nerves sliced on every surface

Faces wrought with malice

Those who try to help each other

Meet hearts ‘neath armored chests

I’m reaching out for you

And leaving out the rest

I won't drop you!

This is the end

Please take my hand

Damn this reality!

I will it to ben

Burning

Deconstruction is our way of life

Bleeding

Controlling and ripping our left over time

I see an end in sight

Where we can bear to spill our pain

When I can look you in your eyes

And say I feel the same

Get on your FEET!

Our subtle features erode

Into statues’ guarded faces

The Strongest mind, the Weakest hide,

The Saddest eyes

We are the remnants of Eden

I know it burned

With love and connected

Embroiled in the fruit trees