Deviated Instinct
behind the scaffold
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Piercing that sneer,
You'd laugh as I squirm.
But you're tied to the rack,
Comfort upon you crucifix horizon.
Spinning in a tangled wire,
May you choke upon your scorn,
It all comes crashing down,
Hollow from the rot.
What lies behind?
Scaffolder.
What lies behind?
Scaffolder.