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Oct 2014
this is where i lay my Head,
let my Brain remain aSleep,
dream of Rays n razor's Edge,
fetch a Blade n slay the Sheep,,

seep the Sheers n near the Ledge,
shed the Tears n steer the Ship,
shifting Gears n piercing Threats:
threading Needles  --  wielding Stitches.
"This visage  --  no mere veneer of vanity -
is
a vestige of the vox populi
now
vacant  --  vanished."

- V


http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=ACUpr5GvVsE

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Zombee
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   Joseph Schneider and Hamad
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