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Moth

Something Good

Beat away every star
Try to heal every scar
You know you been unlucky…

I brought you something good to keep inside
Wherein you hide
Black and white with numbers just like dice
We rolled them twice
And when the bones were scattered on the floor
We hoped for more
Nothing brings us peace like we intend
Not in the end…

Let all who are worthy fall to their knees…