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- an angel bite on my hand, 333 red punctures given to me in my sleep
- its a mark of good faith when the wounds aren't deep
- i see them out there every night when i'm driving home, tall like oaks
- any animal who bares their teeth is waiting for the taste of blood
- this one can drain me
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