Peel off your dead skin
Wrap the covers of golden
around your deceased bones
For dead can be woken

Bring life to your drooped eyelids
spring your hands to the vines
swing about them
for it might get stolen

Curl your orbs into the fire
And see what's near
so could blur the far
for the truth is forgotten

Dig your nails in the thicker skin you've grown
And feel the peace you buried long ago
to finally be free
Cause humanity is left for nothing but fun

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Love 💕, huz