.She was the color of TV
Her mouth curled under like a metal snake
Although Holy Wood was sad
They'd remember this as Valentines day
Flies are waiting
In the shadow of the valley of death
In the shadow of the valley of death
They slit our wrists and send us to heaven<.>
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