Buddy knew alligators
Dressed like wolves.
Tear your damn arm off
And then, like fools
Tell you that they did it.
And that your arm is gone.
But memories they left you with
Are from the sweetest song.
THAT song… you remember?
The one you can’t forget?
You gambled time on a foolish dream
Turns out you lost that bet.
Colliding, conspiring, delusion.
The devil.
Strolled right in like
Gorillas between the players.
Those slayers…
Hiding big, black things between us.
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