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Corroded Delirium
On moonlit graze and barbed wire
in my mind's corroded delirium
all alone in my aged old woolies
gathering death's frost burn
echoes knocking on twilight's door
with a force of death dark harkens
a cold hearth of chimney stone
candles dripping glooming pixels
as the coroner studies my bones
in my mind's corroded delirium
all alone in my aged old woolies
gathering death's frost burn
echoes knocking on twilight's door
with a force of death dark harkens
a cold hearth of chimney stone
candles dripping glooming pixels
as the coroner studies my bones
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