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THE MAKERS AND BREAKERS
They make the dreams--
From wound to scar-
Control the gravity-
They break the hearts-
The unexplained--
The puppeteers-
Shift fragile fault lines-
They leave me here-
My room a cell--
They're hiding keys-
From give to beg-
On bloody knees
They make the love-
Like stitching quilts-
They sew the eyes closed-
Adjust the chill-
They break the stones-
My broken bones-
Violence to grace-
So I'm left alone...
From wound to scar-
Control the gravity-
They break the hearts-
The unexplained--
The puppeteers-
Shift fragile fault lines-
They leave me here-
My room a cell--
They're hiding keys-
From give to beg-
On bloody knees
They make the love-
Like stitching quilts-
They sew the eyes closed-
Adjust the chill-
They break the stones-
My broken bones-
Violence to grace-
So I'm left alone...
Published 19th Jan 2016
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