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Cobwebs

When I’ve done with cracking my ribs

To show you just what they hide

The cobwebs scatter on the floor

And you’re a little disgusted

And I’m a little broken

Except my insides are bare

And yours are safe and sound

So when I’ve put myself back together

Don’t be surprised I won’t try to show you

There are already new cobwebs

Formed in pretty pictures

That are, again, sprawled throughout my ribs

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