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| candy coated dull and bloated suck like leeches daddy preaches all meditation feeds the sedation more time to sleep less time to weep point that finger secrets linger these thoughts are dead stuck inside my head lifeless but breathing always seething wrong from right misguiding the light i am who i am the blood of the lamb you are who you are scraping off all the tar needles and knives im still alive black and blue so are you |