swallowing diamonds a cutting throat your teeth when you grin reflecting beams on tombstones a jamboree of surprises playing russian roulette or the lucky clip a clenched fist to your heart coal dust on your lungs a silver tongue for the chosen one heavy magnum in your side or a bloody thorn skating bullets on angel dust in a dead sea of fluid mercury baby piano cries under your heavy index and thumb pull some strings -- let them sing the stars that shine and the stars that shrink in the face of stagnation the water runs before your eyes dazzle it's a glittering prize
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