
Strange that you chose those,
The mark everywhere, the wheel, the prow, my soul,
And within the creak of that scarred and rolling cage I know,
Forever lost in chaos so...
Gravity is an emperor and I'm broken down,
Hail and bow before the blacktop crown.
The mark everywhere, the wheel, the prow, my soul,
And within the creak of that scarred and rolling cage I know,
Forever lost in chaos so...
Gravity is an emperor and I'm broken down,
Hail and bow before the blacktop crown.
Category Poetry / All
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