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All sounds lay dormant Packed tight, no leaks Dark stages none sing Crowds of ears that still ring Breathalyzers and torment Parched throats Contamination Cold stethoscopes Skin damnation Pair of lungs that lost repetition Rigid backbones with no support Will not stand for any court Needle ****** neck Fluid builds unnoticed A spinal tap not quite in focus.
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Jun 6, 2010
Jun 6, 2010 at 4:24 PM UTC
Stuffed Into The Morgue Drawer
All sounds lay dormant Packed tight, no leaks Dark stages none sing Crowds of ears that still ring Breathalyzers and torment Parched throats Contamination Cold stethoscopes Skin damnation Pair of lungs that lost repetition Rigid backbones with no support Will not stand for any court Needle ****** neck Fluid builds unnoticed A spinal tap not quite in focus.
death awaits
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Jun 6, 2010
Jun 6, 2010 at 4:24 PM UTC
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