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When The Minutes Stay
It riots up the walls
Symbiotic people
Heard from the halls
In South Korea
I was approached
And promised to wear
Traditional clothes.
Refining the smelt
Blindfolded chant
The blade against
My shoulder
Never burning skin
Despite the flame.
It silences up the walls
Epileptic still people
Outside the halls
In South Korea
It took too long
And I decided to leave
Now in my hotel room.
Previously she wrote
According to the paper
On the floor, she forgot
Her family died and she
Stayed in her house
Hiding in the closets
And crawling in the ceiling
Until she was caught years
Later, by the new owners.
