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Let the clock hands fail me
Spin evil arms around
Taking our frail bodies
Twisting Wildly wound

Crackles in the cobwebs
No string can hold me here
Dangling in rejection
Sticky trace of fear

Hot enough to burn skin
Smoldering underneath
Stifled in the morning
Between my grinding teeth

Sweaty sunlight scorching
Peeling former days
Spun in beams a wicked theme
Passed with time away

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from #holdontoyourbutts, released May 5, 2017

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Autocorrect is a full body listening experience. The sounds therein lead to spontaneous goose flesh, getting woke all up, and contemplating the bliss inherent in suffering.

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