Lock I

Lock I

The lock
on your
back

Archimedes found
the stick

Mooves you
around the
World

Into you
the black
venom

Dot by
dot

The pain
comes slow

The buns
fast

You end
up in
a red
hole

The fire
kickin

You all
black

A few
days pass
by

A watchman
passes by

The stick
in the
ash

Out comes
your cry

Now all
dressed up

In pain
inside

And the
big smile on
your face

Caution: This might be all theory

 

 

 

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