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Mar 2013
Flesh without a soul, or a soul without flesh
Our grim friend how scary can you be

With eyes so deep they are deeper than the sea
In depths so deep only you are the key

Come take me down, down to the hanging tree
Show me how this world was full of glee

Your whole life is in black and white
And you’re so much darker than me

A life without owing softness is free
A death without life was always meant to be

There are no keys to the doors of the past
Time will still run by so very fast

With bones so grey and old they are shine like new
His eyes so brightly black they stare through you

Like a hell within hell, cry’s that will never tell
Pray you will never see

**Our grim friend how scary can you be
Kancer
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