Hey neighbor, can you give me the time?
it always feels
There’s a dark spot on my heart
Tearing things apart
And I
Desires darkened hand don’t give a damn
Want is all I
Ready all with confidence
But it won’t make any difference
Out foul
Knowledge is an instigator
Looking for my enabler
How to keep
I do one thing
With holy rollers
Give them wide berth
To wriggle
Watch and see the spark turn to fire
I will be
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