glance at the picket line

ingest the disciples like forbidden eloquence

climb broken trees looking for a way out

scrubbing the days away when nothing made sense

break through the secrets when the streets start to shake

pry into your madness pretending it wasn’t my fault

jump through the flying planes when we can’t flip out reality

discard the winter leaves like the footprints running through my veins

pictures falling through the masquerade; a substance I can’t contain

strangest depths of your oceans but I can’t swim to shore

like a police barricade and I’m trapped in your motorcade

sickness we can’t heal with broken tears

situations like a heart attack and you can’t resuscitate my fading heart

determination beating faster than mankind can obtain

glance at the picket line when my dreams go into overdrive

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