Lonely lonely
When I was young
secrete heart inside a gun
rumbling wire
drifting alone
amid
blue smoke
skull
and cross-bone
alchemy parts
along a path
to later cast
a spell of flame
that cuts-off Icarus
and hits Apollo
a new-found placement
though dark and errant
shines a light
on path to fame
When I was young
secrete heart inside a gun
rumbling wire
drifting alone
amid
blue smoke
skull
and cross-bone
alchemy parts
along a path
to later cast
a spell of flame
that cuts-off Icarus
and hits Apollo
a new-found placement
though dark and errant
shines a light
on path to fame
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