Friday, January 19, 2024

What You See. Comments

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Here's the Moon curser on the salt path and he won't let it be, he sticks like a cold shadow and he won't set me free.
Then the thoughts in yo head no one else can see, till they etch your face has you pass the gallows tree.
Jones left the creatures with their wing that bark, I said hey Davey you should have took those now they're smirking in the dark.
Though the dust flows through your veins your songs have left their mark it's and your face on the cathedral floor white skin with the facial spark.
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Sam Betts
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