The weight pressed down
is carried by a caged rope.
Compressing every thought.
To show a new day that will bring,
will bring a case of error.

What's left behind,
can't be remembered.
What's remembered,
is all left behind.

The height lefted down,
is carved by a dull kinfe.
Scarring all these words.
To fight the battles that will hold,
will hold a new memory.

What's left behind,
can't be remembered.
Scarring all these words,
Compressing every thought.
Whats left of this world!
Which is now left behind.

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