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				face down in the bathroom
				      in his chemical lights
				      a scalper merger beauty
				      tremendously mortified
				      by the death claw mercenary
				      a strange but mystic one
				      she's learned how to praise him
				      and now the damage has begun
erroneous like a rosary
her eyes spoiled jewels
despondency so colossal
there is nothign left to resuce
broken in the basement
				      your blood drains too sweet
				      nursed only by debaseemnt
				      on death's elixer you retreat
				      vapid human residue
				      repressed by the deception
				      so somber and confused
				      marching plague precession
erroneous like a rosary
her eyes spoiled jewels
despondency so colossal
there is nothign left to resuce
nothing left to rescue
				      nothing left to rescue
				      nothing left to rescue
				      nothing left to rescue
				      nothing left to rescue
				      nothing left to rescue
				      nothing left to rescue
				      nothing left to rescue
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