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Rotting in place
Rotting away
With nothing left
Running in place
Running away
Holding on
To a thread of empathy
Running the tank
Running the tank
On empty
Tacit forms, excluding life
Disposable remonstrance
Atrophy resides
In the bones that withered away
Lay on wasted remissions
Cutting ties
With this body and mind
Sacrifices made burned and clear
Counting back all the hours
To take me far from here
To grasp, endure, proceed
Hostile eyes always watching
We love, we lose,
We put the living corpse to use
We pick, we choose
The beaten path in front of you
Rotting in place
Rotting away
With nothing left
Running in place
Running away
Holding on
To a thread of empathy
Running the tank
Running the tank
On empty
Lay on wasted remissions
Cutting ties
With this body and mind
Counting back all the hours
To take me far from here
Sacrifices made burned and clear
To grasp, endure, proceed
Hostile eyes always watching
Tacit forms, excluding life
Disposable remonstrance
Atrophy resides
In the bones that withered away