To Break Me Down, a Broken Flank

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To tear me down, a broken flank
Would be ungodly to my health
The anger of the hardwood floor
Would rock those splinters till they fell;

A guilty thing, it would have been
To loathe one's own perpetuity
But what is time, if I could not
Bequeathe a shred of dignity?

The ship would sail horizons wide
And then ingrain the views for me
I could not move, for side by side
My loathesome conscience nailed to me

To tear me down, a broken flank
Would rear an angry capain's head
To hear surrenders from us all
Would snap those incorporeal threads





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