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Lethal in ,
Punctured past the stream,
that follows to the heart,
tiny bubbles,
Roaring to the head,
avalanches,spasms if your not ,
maybe you'd feel better dead ...
Lethal in,
Echoing the rattle,
Puncture past the stream,
Fast enough to ride a scream,
Invading the heart ,
tiny bubbles fall apart,
A lullabye fights the roar,
warmth of mercy from the gods,
Your not dead ...
Sleep .