Along with a cigarette triad
A hella punk spearmint drink
And a bunch of tiny rageous beefs
That insist on eating my guts out
And I know it's yet october but
I'm Jack Nightmare, the skeleton
A white dust, an empty spirit
The dark flame, for lack of better meaning
A witch or such, if this becomes
Some kind of Halloween Town
An Ace of Hearts
A rolling head, a burning Carrie
A bleeding one
Alice upside down
An ellipse, eclipse
Sally, or Emily, whatever
Elliot, Ash,
I wanna be Sandy Claws
I wanna win this holiday
Like a God, and make them laugh
But I could never
I cannot feel
Because I'm made of bones
Everything is bone
Is sacrifice
I'm a demolishing tower
I'm helpless
I'm undead
Like Christ
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