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Your folks forgot about you
but large regardless you grew
thin like a sapling rooted in yourself
You've had your time with mirrors
spent with your image backwards
up in your head spinning round and round
And with such green young boy dreams
sometimes silently I still call you my friend
And now the roof leaking
the outside becomes the in
you see the seasons repeat strong and slow
You see yourself in the moon
and wonder if it's cartoon
from what I've seen so far it's hard to say
And we're so green inside our sleeves
growing, dieing, please let me become or go
And you wont rest
till I am in the grave like all my friends
from the smooth soles of city shoes up to my chest
I am molting you from my body
don't take it too hard