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Sep 2016
These ***** walls filled with scarred stars,
And broken dreams.
Acid is dripping down from the ceilings,
Keeping one on their toes;
So stay alert dear or you shall perish.
The cracks allow the acid to stream quicker,
So you better hope and run.
This home is filled with acid things,
So you'll never be able to feel free,
Stay caged away forever.
AD Snail
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   Phoenix and Doug Potter
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