The Troll
The Act of Estimating as Worthless
looking at me with those cold cold eyes
those plastic eyes where worries lie
took you by the hand with my warm warm hands
the only hand you’ll understand
we walked until my feet grew still
my heart was broken - i laid it down
we walked until you grew still
my heart was weeping -
i laid it down
blood blood running down your face wondering where it came from - are you okay?
run run to another place
to another day
another day
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