Running North,
aura lights
are taking me home.
Six feet underground.
Pine box mannequins,
all done up dead and pretty.
Morticians's pride,
a job well done.
Such a shame,
it was a closed-casket
viewing.
Jul 19, 2012
Jul 19, 2012 at 11:40 AM UTC
Running North,
aura lights
are taking me home.
Six feet underground.
Pine box mannequins,
all done up dead and pretty.
Morticians's pride,
a job well done.
Such a shame,
it was a closed-casket
viewing.
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