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Elegy For Lost BoysWander beneath blood-black skies, who art thou ravished? Under sickly mounds of human squander, these purgatorial shades, E'er baring hellish laughter; wherefore wander these, tormented minds? - Swelter beneath blood-smear masks of dead masquerades.Elegy For Lost Boys
Wading sloughs of flesh these helpless wander, Treading eerie Limbo, henceforth, endlessly ere gates of hell; Scratching madly with eyeballs back in their brains, Drowning themselves within screeching calls of Dawn's tolling knell.
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