Undone

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Made of clay

Shoot me down

I’ll ricochet to the ground

Words of paint

Draw me out

And fill me in with your mouth

And hold your tongue

And I know it’s over before it’s begun

I lost my way

So help me out

And lend your hand ‘til I am found

My voice is mute

Not to be heard

So it’s up to you

For you to bring those words

I

And I

Have come undone

For the last time

This grief you give

It takes it’s toll

It dries my heart and drowns my soul

I am a tree

Whose branch you broke

The brittle wood has turned stones, oh

I

And I

Have come undone

For the last time

For the last time

For the last time

I

And I

Have come undone

For the last time

For the last time

For the last time

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