entertainmentforthebraindead.

My fingers are dry leaves that fall from my hand,
my body is red like an atumn timberland.
Drop my claws and teeth as I drop my defence,
I have no more questions, I have no demands.

My mind is a wasteland invaded by you,
make it your kingdom worth traveling through.
Chop the trees, clear the country, leave a permanent trace,
you could make this land a nicer place.

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