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constellations of corpses hovering hateful hymns intimate our world dangerous we smile kisses as if we'll see each other again turn it out id-bunkered silence turn it out what on earth could make you wait so long turn it out your baited expectations turn it out hollow snaps of misdirected anger ricochet pumiceous conrete you're not a threat like tet lonely mi lai no one left to cry turn it out id-bunkered silence turn it out what on earth could make you wait so long turn it out your haited expectations turn it out From Letras Mania