My mind is de-evolving like the wooden fence
In your backyard that's trying so hard
To turn green and back into and tree.
Soon we'll all be firewood and lose
Ourselves in heat; I just hope that I can
Spread far and wide and do some real damage.
Why fight such a radiant and natural destruction?
With a mind full of ashes, even the strongest
Of things will reach that breaking point of light
And spark either life or death, it all
Depends on fuel that you use.
So let's breathe it in and take a chance.
What we build is not separation between spaces
But more of a wall to hide from ourselves.
And when some kind of devil or god tries to
Bring it down with rot, we curse their
Unknown name and build it up again.
Let's burn ourselves and let it fall.
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