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Dec 19
Blue eyes crying
In the rain
No more teardrops
Down the drain
If I could get
Out of these
Chains
I would bleed
Your throat.
Black eyes crying
In the snow
Im all chained up
Nowhere to go
Release me from
These steel chains
So I can eat your
Delicious brain.
Green eyes crying in
Inclement weather
All chained up
Tarred and feathered
Looking forward
to the hangman’s noose
Your so lucky these chains
Aren’t loose.
Written by
Mark Bell  Portsmouth
(Portsmouth)   
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