Stop trying to keep your composure,
I'm only having a laugh,
The latest attempt a closure
failed after twenty-five drafts.
But I can still contain this,
I can still collect,
You're cashing in on a misery,
Calling in all your debts.
And it comes as no surprise you have a leg gone.
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During the laceration all you wanna do is cry,
But then the realisation:
How quickly fresh blood dries.
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