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Plastic Devils

by The Black Bile

Thunder On A Thunder Night.
Everyone Will Stay Inside.
Lock Their Doors And Turn Down The Lights.
Thunder On A Thursday Night.
Snakes All Slide Outside My Door,
Searching Forth, A Little Lore.
Scaly Skin Soaks In Gore.
Snakes All Slide Outside My Door.
Now Wash Away The Dream. It Wakes Me.
Screams Outside Like A Lucid Zombie.
Wash Away The Dream. It Wakes Me.
Screams Outside Like A Lu...

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