I Want All Our Songs To Be About Rims

Fissure

The stone was cast
Broken through your front teeth
Blood stained face
Deviated jaw

There are no take backs in this life

I spy a fib on the broken scab
You can't take it back
Time moves slowly
When you watch your shadow
Running away from you

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