With the bare hands
The head tells them to snap
A dead corpse, it never showed hope anyway
No way the body is dead, the head got mistaken for,
But the hands keep on snapping and breaking,
Unsure of their connection to the head,
And they never wanted to the judged anyway,
The hands.
Find the link.
Sometimes the light is an absence,
Or is it rather visible darkness?
Find the link.
There is no link at all
It only shows how you can see the poison
It is not mean't to be understood, never sayd that
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