Galena
With no free breath
I crouch and stare
a dead machine
to take me there
the worst of prisons
in barren stone
the saddest depths
I work alone
A burning lamp
to give me light
It's poison gas
to aid my plight
A pick and hammer
are my only tools
I search for treasure
I search for fools
With no free breath
I crouch and stare
a dead machine
to take me there
the worst of prisons
in barren stone
the saddest depths
I work alone
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Publicado el: 2024-06-04 00:00:00 por panzas
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