Smells Like a Snowstorm
Smells like a snowstorm
Cracks like an egg
A heart on the corner
In nothing but dregs
A gory remembrance
A picturesque scene
A hydrating cancer
A thinker to ween
So pick up the pieces
And throw them away
Don’t step on the glass
Give to him someday
To cut him up bloody
For his life he begs
A heart on the corner
In nothing but dregs
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