Christopher's Dead - *Mother

Christopher's Dead - *Mother

Mother, what do we owe? br What is the price for ingesting self-prescribed maintenance against the grain? br What have we done: br You watch as the intimate bond of trust is broken br Some tug at the hems of your dress br While others rip out your limbs at the roots br All for one unsatisfactory lapse br A mere déjà vu of love replacement br What we don’t show each other we make up for by taking from you br Always so caught up in our small pretentious bubbles br Missing the bigger picture br We’re slowly killing you br It will take more than one less than enthused tree br And already our protection has weakened br Mother, what do we owe br What is the price of our greed br And where do we turn br When the last leaf has fallen?br br Christopher's Deadbr br


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Uploaded: 2014-11-10

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