Weight (Poetry)

Take it down, drown it 
Build a clan, add a planet 
leave your maybes beneath Uriel's feet 
Yes, this house was empty 
Used, exhumed like a 1960's horror 
No, there was nothing in my way 
Now my legs are buckled but I love the weight 


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