These words
As they roll off my tongue
They prickle, tingle, and stab my senses
In all good, and grotesque ways
And every moment
I am plagued with a waking life
That seemingly has no name
I will always wander the halls
And passages of time
Restless, asleep and awake
And these killer kids
With their deadly ways
Will make the world cry
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