When hands meet here, skin forms. from tube thru skin and from my mouth. your all painted and dressed up for confusion this in all ends. meet complications to devices I bow my head, just to pretend to know a thing or two about a prayer. in horrible deaths we lay, just to lay for peace, and just to say goodnight, and then we finally sleep. but how can I sleep with the sound of hooves coming up the stairs.
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