A motif of life's design
Sentiments and ensigns
Which puts for long
After days prolonged
A feeling of unfeeling
Coldness of death reeling
In the empty hollows
Of emotion
Drained of its affection
A reaction to the hobos
To whom the treasure
Was given without measure
On a countless spree -
Spineless worms who would rather kick at putting the pieces back together again.
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