Im a half page full of nonsense
small print in the glimpse of Auschwitz
mirrored image in multiple topics
my mind tells me to trust the dishonest
watch it...the veiled bump & grind.
betrayal & something nice..
a familiar scent & a rusted knife
a blood trail to the kitchen, a humongous pipe...
unconscious body, oh what a night...
theres a ghost hiding inside the walls
skeletons in the closet that cry & howled
your subconscious decides to hide & call...
nothing is going to help you now....
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.....laugh....and the world laughs with you
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