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n I've left her head off in this film 

she's playing a tune on those 

wine glasses ... 


sounding like an abandoned puppy 

her body lurches n jerks 

with the bolts of electric shock 

n the pain is out of this world .... 



n she's being squeezed out like an orange juice 

n then the sea creatures start calling  





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n that white cat that runs through the 

garden at night 

in all blue light n stuff 

n theres a broken snail shell there ... 

like a delicate piece from the beach 

making otherworldly sounds ... 





n she smashed a bottle over his head ...