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Hands off

So soft

You look like me

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One hour before that burning ball comes up

Another day, another road, blood or bad luck,

Only flies survive on the Dead that rise

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Once again we have to move

Take care of what is yours

And you can have what is mine,

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The sun

Lays down

To sleep

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A sharp pinch was a thrill

Scratches until they heal

Now bleeding for the sixth time

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There are visions and dreams

But I only trust myself

Nothing above or beyond my closed fist,

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Smash the plastic stars hanging

This is now sacred ground

We are fire ants and this our sand

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It's Halloween Day

Lost in the woods again

A story from old days

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Hell on the left, Heaven on the right

In between is the Red Night,

We twist and tangle like vines

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World Leader exposes Illuminati

Jesus appears on a tile,

Alien connection explained

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