8 Foot Sativa - Sleepwalkers
Cold as all life, and blacker than the blackest pitchSunken dead eyes (hearts), sleeping and sullenFeet dragging, in silence we lumberForever treading this well worn pathFollowing the bloodied footsteps of our forefathers, the bastardsJust as we devour, so too has our conscious been ravagedIt hangs in tatters, as a billion hopes dangle by this single threadWaiting to be swallowed by the abyss of human natureAs lavish fictions drip from the mawThe forgotten hearts seep concreteOut of sight of the sleepwalkersBorn into misery, to die broken and alone
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