Backstabbers inc - If you can see the end, it's already over
Sheilding my face with my very means of survival
The very weapons abused, left to rot through to the bone, Just one foot from equaling the six below
Deaf / defeated, where peace of mind tightens it's grip among a smoldering variable
Hell
Vomiting
A few personal unnamed choruses of goodwill toward man that I have left
Dusting my finger prints
The caskets of the ill-taxed still withering in opposition, regardless of past lessons, proving the human condition and it's remains kept at my side
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