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'06 Eye Imagined
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The Hate, The Evil & The Ugly Sore eyes and headpains
many bruises and heartaches
not worth the time
and not a friend to find
So I ran away to the emotional dark
ended up in a lit freaky park
Slides were draining blood
monkey bars, actually arms, were broken
heart shaped carousel blistered with organs
swings swinging slowly withheld by veins
The dirt seemed to be in agonizing pain
Screamin, crying with every step on the ground
the sky, chambered, pulsating like a heart all around.
