in my head at the moment

IT'S RAINING AT THE BORDER, TEARS OF LOVE LIKE BLOOD SPILTSTAGNANT ON THE CARPET...IT'S RAINING AND ANOTHER FILTHY WIDOW WATCHES...AND THE SELF IS NO FRIEND AND ALL ENEMIES ATTACK FROM WITHIN...WAY DOWN DEEP, YOU KNOW WHYTHE DARKNESS IS SEPARATED BY A SLOW, RED RIVERNIGHT SNEAKS INTO SLEEPY CORNERSI LAY AT THE EDGE OF A FIELD OF FIREWITH A THOUSAND GHOSTS IN MY DUSTY BED, A THOUSAND GHOSTS....WAY DOWN DEEP YOU KNOW WHY...THE EARTH SPITS THREADBARE IT'S SHALLOW DAUGHTERS WHO TREAD LIKE BROKEN TRAMPS, DAMP ON STONE COLD STARES & DEEP WITHIN THE FEAR OF A HUNDRED LONELY VICTIMS DOWN...WAY DEEP DOWN YOU KNOW WHY...I WILL LISTEN FOR YOUR BAITED STEP LIKE SHADOWS IN THE HALL THAT FALL SLOWLY AND TRACE THE SHUTTERS OF YOUR HOLLOW THOUGHTS AND BEAT MY HEART AGAINST THESE WALLS, AND BEAT MY HEART... IT'S RAINING AT THE BORDER, IT'S RAINING... IT'S RAINING... TEARS OF BLOOD.

by the unaffable Ms Lunch

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