Copper

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Forces around
Forces in motion
I drag myself to shadow
I reach to my hand to sky

These words I tell myself
What I become today
Turn mind inside out
From copper to disdain

Fight the feeling precious time
Becoming anxious sweat and fumes collide
Like diesel picnic
Motor stop heart pump

These words I tell myself
What I become today
Turn mind inside out
From copper to disdain


Writer/s: Clint Sand / G. Wygonik