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Sep 2
It slithers over the floorboards
These delightfully sickening shades of red
A gnarled hulk shifts and stumbles
Eyes immune to the glint of a torch light

These delightfully sickening shades of red
Shaking hands, blinding silence
Eyes immune to the glint of a torch light
Shame is left unspoken

Shaking hands, blinding silence
A gnarled hulk shifts and stumbles
Shame is left unspoken

It slithers over the floorboards
Jack Neobard
Written by
Jack Neobard  15/M/Narnia
(15/M/Narnia)   
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     Dorothea Daisy, irinia and Mike Adam
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