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On manillascissor wrote:

don’t stare too long
you just might see
a broken reflection
staring back at me

with the shattered and stained
never again let this be my blame
running and running out again
always time for one more sin

bloody hands crippled with guilt
shaking and stirring
putting down the saving grace
clipping out the sacred face

the end is drawing near
to a fable of sleep and wear
the end again it seems
so far away it steams

boiling hot
let it bleed
down to the floor
let it bleed
down once more

remove the spirit from the soul
a trick or treat
it’s so cold

now now, let’s not hurry
now now, red and blurry

drip drip drip

in my time of dying