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If Man Is Five
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PostCranial Debris
I can remember as a child when it all seemed so like a game Collect the stones inside my pocket, hear the noises that they made But when my mother doesn't come home and I realize I cast the first stone
FUCK
Oh God how could I? Oh God what have I done?
The mob approaches with uncertainty in their eyes All aware one of them will die
My childhood lay scattered among the postcranial debis Dismembered, disarticulated, disappointment, disbelief
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And all the shame, these sullied hands, the blood seeping into the soil Oh God purge this stain from my soul, restore the innocence I've lost For this I never can forgive myself Drowning in my gene pool, will I sink or swim?
Oh God what have I become? Oh God free my from this burden?
The mob approaches with rocks in their hands All aware that the time has come
No one wins...
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