why is it that we open our flesh based statue to
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minds that easily forget?
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I remain torn from the hand that I would
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have placed on my inviting face
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we sacrifice what brought us down
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to indulge in the unknown
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when you meant that much to me
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so did the words that were released from your lips
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but you weren't there
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so i¡¯ll pride myself in knowing your false
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proclamation as I build this wall once again
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what is left?
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the fragments coated in sorrow
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an acknowledged entrapment
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I am here to strike you down upon your disgust
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I will marvel in the glorified defeat
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Full Disclosure
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Walls of Jericho |