Loman


The mind a slumbering, fallen lot
Encrypt the lock that chains what's sought
Memories forth and from again
Combine together and change what's said
To tell what's real and happened here
Enigma stone holds puzzle steel
Damage done, the stream is gone
Or maybe train, the rails undone
Conscious thought forever lost
To die before death is at what cost?
Numb to what's real and happened here
Damage done, you always feel
Conscious thought left with loved ones
The mind a slumbering, fallen lot

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