fresh cuts old bruises
broken fingers busted lip
eyes full of blood and sorrow

broken mirror thousand faces
dripping blood weary smiles
dungeon full of worn out promises

one last time a chance given
short lived peace grand delusion
liquid courage here I go again

hamstershacking in Beijing, 2017

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