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Body Snatchers

from Body Snatchers by Psychiatric Metaphors

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Cease, your legs aren't moving
You're cemented, welded, trapped inside this hell
Reach out
No arms around you
Only weapon wielding hands to shoot you down

Forever, getting nowhere
Strange suffocation
Like drifting into space
A careless, human image
A safer side of hell
Her sacred severed limbs

Bite, the feeding hand
Taste the blood of sweet revenge
The fleeting grasp
Of reality's end

Forever, getting nowhere
Strange suffocation
Like drifting into space

Metaphor, all dressed in red
Gold trimmed stockings and a contemplating grin
Suffocation, never let them down
A work place hazard and a complimentary shroud

Forever, getting nowhere
Strange suffocation
Like drifting into space

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from Body Snatchers, released January 9, 2021

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