Go to hell your pretty world!
Feeling safe within your fault
Being broken but for now
Being dead just for an hour
Haunting still to see your face
Trying to spot your spicy trace
Milky moonlight flows around
Ghastly voices in surround
Vague hints to be the truth
Not to have means not to loose
Hush! Don’t drop it! Sitting tight,
Break the silence. Let us try!
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