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May 2013
I've been dreaming about you
In a pool of your own blood.
I wished you screamed louder
As I whispered boo.
Your eyes gauged out
By the work of my thumbs.
I couldn't help but hide you in my walls.
Your blood running down my gums,
Your body will never be found.
I'll wear your skin as a suit.
I'll pretend to be you,
Your friends will like you more
Than they used to.
Inspired by "Ride the Wings Of Pestilence."
Burn Baby Burn
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Burn Baby Burn
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