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. . . ! . .

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Old but not forgotten,

Eating squirrels is rotten,

Just like you,

From top to bottom,

You think you're tough,

But you're just a hot.. one...

. . . ! . . (>>>)

. ! . . ! . (> >)

Are you plotting doom?

Or just hungry to consume?

Sink your teeth, it’s all the same,

Drag me closer to your black... light..

. . . ! . . (> >)

. ! . . ! . (> >)

I’ve seen you painting roadkill,

Even though you use a stencil,

Slam your head on pencils,

Keep taking your happy pills,

. ! . . . ! (> >)

. . . ! . . (> >)

Your gaze, it chases me into the night,

I really crave your sweet bite.

Break me down, till I confide,

Running towards that black... light..

. ! . . . ! (> _)

. . . ! . . (> >)

Are you plotting doom?

Or just hungry to consume?

Sink your teeth, it’s all the same,

Drag me closer to your black.. light.

((((

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