Kidcrash, The
Wound Eraser
I's are replaced, and you remain. lost limb collection: arms and legs.who spits on history and halts the living will yawn for you. once celledearth foe, my how you've grown. no progress shown. draw your breath slow.wound eraser, remove/delete. life defacer sang you to sleep.quiet attrition buried between your ears.too much for one head: your brain is a monument.made a life in rubble, exhausted the options. the new voidempties its other. the quiet in deadlock, the one thatmakes you sleep. chimeras have become your worstmemories. the clumsy reach through darknesswhere hands meet their reason for being.
From Letras Mania