Crash

Crash

Crash and burn
Was the iron toll
Hoisted
High and proud

A shadow cast
Far and wide
The tyrant of tired eyes

Each fearful step
Each mishap spawned
Was a cause
To burrow within

To crash and burn
In lethargy’s hold
Full
With timeless remorse

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