Your vulgar happy childhood world fragments.
The crumbling progression towards lonely afterthought laments.
Friends cease, hopes cease, you're sans eyes, sans teeth.
But you're YOU now, surrounded and confused, you're free.
The crumbling progression towards lonely afterthought laments.
Friends cease, hopes cease, you're sans eyes, sans teeth.
But you're YOU now, surrounded and confused, you're free.
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