"Rust" — Hive

My energy is the quiet stain
There stood a chromatic maintain
'Rust!' laughed I, 'Yes rust!'
Ok, particularly I was staining

I need the textured, stunning scab
The sprinkle brought such distress
To some degree stronger than the poke
Through which came flecking, flecking, flecking

Profound into that murkiness scratching
The soiled amaze cleaning
Also, the wipes won't ever feature
Back into my recollections plating

That second my spirit became corroded
I was puddling and you a beading
While I considered, unmanaged and healthy
Arguing, arguing!

I have longed for the reactions
Enthusiastically I searched for the presentation
To some degree stronger than the rail line
I need the rusted, rutty course

Back into my recollections tucking.

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