Are you there, old friend??
with your eyes in your mouth
those glassy chrome balls...
bitter and cold
like snake venom...
they say you have changed
ah! change....??
i refuse to believe such lies...
your heart is blue...
your blood colorless
in those emerald irises
i've seen shadows of ghosts
black...charcoal black
no...
i refuse to believe you have changed
i refuse to believe such lies...
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