BROKEN
My hands were broken at the bank,
my mind went sideways at the church,
my eyes gave out in prison, and
- only later - my lungs failed
until - at the end - I realized
I had prophesied and
rehearsed my own
unending death.
My hands were broken at the bank,
my mind went sideways at the church,
my eyes gave out in prison, and
- only later - my lungs failed
until - at the end - I realized
I had prophesied and
rehearsed my own
unending death.
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