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the baby bunting something over the rainbow starts thumping
golden eyes green wet behind the mind, is hop scotch jumping
murder in the dark playing with other cats
brother bats slide past another fact scribbled beyond chit chats
like a skinned knee bruised with a pastel brush that runs
a death of boys destiny to his final destination distract by the funds
we had dreams we would make it next thing you know
theres copies of us right off the page of growth
natural
we scream, we scream as a papa smurf talked about without dues
gargling with gargoyles the blood diamonds and oil rain shoots screws into you
demons chanter chartering back forth like whats the score
but we are addicted to the dance - one poor/pore one with his paws in each yawn
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