I found this today, dunno when I wrote it though:
Crack open your hands and hold them up to the light
Your angelic exterior got in a fistfight
Vicious vowels were exchanged with the local antichrist
When she came out to scream into moonlight
You can disappear after and give me my fright
Because I'm happy to drink down dressed up as midnight.
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