The Centipede

Taking your time to open

Up a a new line, unbroken.

Messages left unspoken.

Calling on the Centipede.

Taking your time to open

Up a landslide in motion.

Messages left unspoken.

All calling on the Centipede.

How I know you come to drag me from

The back of your submarine.

You packed a full head of steam And knocked down the walls.

I called you to see me through

From June until Halloween.

Such a travesty, it seems.

It's enough to bawl.

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How I know you cum to drag me from

The back of your submarine.

You packed a full head of steam And knocked down the walls.

I called you to see me through

From June until Halloween.

Such a travesty, it seems.

It's enough to bawl.

Wait outside.

Meet me at the elevator.

Lost in time.

But easy as an apple on the vine.

All life must die.

And love’s the sweetest prize.

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