Clowns now appear,
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They carrying knvies and cups of gasoline,
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"Tonight is our death." then begin to slash each other...
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Clowns now appear,
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They carrying knvies and cups of gasoline,
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"Tonight is our death." the skies open up: the flames pour in...
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the world watched in awe.
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MESMERIZED.
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The skies open up: the flames pour in...
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the world watched in awe.
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MESMERIZED.
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Death is in the air.
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The three adults once again start talking...
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they ask questions of faith and love.
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"We shall live past these days, rid of all we've done."
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I see what they mean now...
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but the wretched smell has overcome... I am gone...
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THE BABY BORN WITH THE END OF THE WORLD...
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Awake...awake...awake...awake.
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The five of us haven't spoken in hours.
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Sitting alone to our own thoughts.
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Only we will know what strange things boredom has created.
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B) Anablephobia
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| Between The Buried And Me |
