The Wall People

The Wall People

Life flowin
from odd
places

From the
dark past

To the
walls

You see
strange people

Whom you
think

You never
know

They are
the chair

You sit
on

And the
food you
eat

It’s all
strange

Life flowin
from death

And you
to death

A bounty
on you

It is
not money

Nor fame
or lust

A spell
of e
evil enchantress

To the
highway to
hell

Caution: This might be all theory

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