Samples of time, tolerance drains.
Skin vibrates against bones, flushing blood to brains
Black handed baseline accommodations, burning away all our soft skin,
Doomed to never find out where to finally begin.
Death dog follows me everywhere, through solid doors,
Death omens stretch. He is so alone in the world.
It sets on fire, for the winners mistakes.
Regrets are all consuming, dark new wave.
Punk Rock reapers sour lonely weeds.
Burned out from the slicing hatred behind his disease.
I miss my Black Hat, but fear his return.
Limited atrocities filter out my concerns,
Horrible deeds can’t be easily dismembered,
Inevitable ends to the rude, thoughtless sinners.
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