...and when they dragged me in that night.
...all of my phonecalls were denied.
they say that none of us are free.
your humble "I" will turn to we
open wide and let us see
...my mind was ripping at the seam.
...due to the ultrasonic beam.
it changed from low to soft to cold.
began thin but ended bold
in a cell that sheltered mold
they, say, we're, clay
In the same old room I lay
My brothers all went by
With the same old rude commandments
My rivers had run dry
Wisdom of many and the wit of one
A stitch in time saves nine
Bones are heavy when thy kingdom come
A stitch in time saves nine
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