I can still go back
I do not glance
No sharp turn of the head
I march foot behind foot
Stomping
I will not stumble
Flowers crush underneath my feet
They will grow again
Grass between toes
I am stripped of all my clothes
Forget it all
I know nothing
Start again
Start again
I march backwards
Foot behind foot
I will not stumble
I do not glance back
Mar 24, 2012
Mar 24, 2012 at 9:51 PM UTC
I can still go back
I do not glance
No sharp turn of the head
I march foot behind foot
Stomping
I will not stumble
Flowers crush underneath my feet
They will grow again
Grass between toes
I am stripped of all my clothes
Forget it all
I know nothing
Start again
Start again
I march backwards
Foot behind foot
I will not stumble
I do not glance back
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