cracked the shell of the heart...
the outter healing is scabbed...
we stepped out of the dark...
and saw a man torn in half...
we unlatched the skies ground...
and took off the curtains clouds...
to let the raindrops fall down...
and make the sunset real loud...
the zombie sagged his pants...
made utters barely coherent...
and then god had to ask...

when the the blood will take the
purity to a ghoulish dissapearance...

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