Trumpets

Trumpets

over over over
there’s worms coming 
elixir didn’t fuckin’ work
eyes wide
I’m torn down 
really trying to 
change the plan
I see the coast falling 
armor missing
ocean bloating roots 
my sword is dull
and heavy
sharper heartbreak costs too much
I know where I’m going 
be ready for a fight 
it’s fake flowers at the end

Get Out

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