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Madness
we beat ploughshares
into meat hooks
and make war hammers
out of tongues
as I beg you
do not rip the seals
devoutly stitched
before I knew what magic was
decibels strolling
through the pickets of our teeth
as if threading shadows together
isn't madness enough
we dig graves
in other people
to hide our maggots
into meat hooks
and make war hammers
out of tongues
as I beg you
do not rip the seals
devoutly stitched
before I knew what magic was
decibels strolling
through the pickets of our teeth
as if threading shadows together
isn't madness enough
we dig graves
in other people
to hide our maggots
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