"1 close my eyes and this image
moats beside me. The sweaty—
toothed madman with a stare that
pounds my brain. His hands stretch
out and choke me. And the time
he's mumbling. Mumbling
truth...like a blanket that always
leaves your feet cold. You push it,
stretch it—it'll never be enough
Kick at it, beat will never
cover any of us. From the moment we
enter crying to the moment we leave
dying it will Just cover your face
as you wail and cry and scream"
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