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Break
Eyes find eyes
We're staring.
Jet black iris in the dark
We've adapted to harsh conditions
Dancing on the hot coals burning
Cracking heels as we stomp our feet.
Burning sensations
Burn this building to its foundation
Kill the lights, cut the cord, put me six feet deep.
Put me in the fucking dirt.
We're staring.
Jet black iris in the dark
We've adapted to harsh conditions
Dancing on the hot coals burning
Cracking heels as we stomp our feet.
Burning sensations
Burn this building to its foundation
Kill the lights, cut the cord, put me six feet deep.
Put me in the fucking dirt.
Published 8th Dec 2018
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