Glue Me Up

glue me up

String me down

Ashes ashes we all

die

And along with the 

die

the

die

die

die

die

Now everyone just hears about the death that knows nothing of life.

We die

we die

so why try?

The glue it holds for life

then dies

the glue it ruins

close ones

near and dears

old friends

old bibles.

never to be found again.

Decrepit

cripples

useless.

Bother...

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