Saline, dried up
Rusted crystal
My mind wanders
Wandering, ever
Bones to pick
Axes to grind
Debts paid tonight
Victories, regrets
Healed wounds
Scars left
All the walls that I have climbed
Paint a picture
Of a life I let pass by
And would never pass again
All the memories in my head
All the faces that I've met
Have broken up like china
And covered in patina
Of all
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