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it crawled up my arm this time through my ear and inside my mind while a liquid the color of blood trickled from my eye a sound from a bell tower churned Like martinis shaken than  poured  over ice a man turned towards me He made a bet and cast his dice All the while a clock was ticking loudly an echo inside  my head A boatman was shouting in the distance your here now but soon you´ll be dead and the Cheshire he smiled warmly as the spider laid its trap doubt not your heart he said there's more to  truth there than just the facts trumpets were playing  loudly And the executioner held his axe a moon crested over horizon While a play write was finishing his act he lit a cigarette mildly and tossed it on the floor smoke plumed out the window and then was no more death can be blinding said a rattling snake he left his skin behind him and towards the future he did make
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Mar 23, 2010
Mar 23, 2010 at 9:11 AM UTC
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it crawled up my arm this time through my ear and inside my mind while a liquid the color of blood trickled from my eye a sound from a bell tower churned Like martinis shaken than  poured  over ice a man turned towards me He made a bet and cast his dice All the while a clock was ticking loudly an echo inside  my head A boatman was shouting in the distance your here now but soon you´ll be dead and the Cheshire he smiled warmly as the spider laid its trap doubt not your heart he said there's more to  truth there than just the facts trumpets were playing  loudly And the executioner held his axe a moon crested over horizon While a play write was finishing his act he lit a cigarette mildly and tossed it on the floor smoke plumed out the window and then was no more death can be blinding said a rattling snake he left his skin behind him and towards the future he did make
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Mar 23, 2010
Mar 23, 2010 at 9:11 AM UTC
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