I am at crossroads
my feet buried deep in mud.
I'm aiming with a crossbow
Always at the head, never at the heart.
And when I try
to shake it off,
it's always my hand
closing down my throat.
my feet buried deep in mud.
I'm aiming with a crossbow
Always at the head, never at the heart.
And when I try
to shake it off,
it's always my hand
closing down my throat.
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