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Kin

you wear yourself inside out
a common picture painted with
a crooked brush and twisted bristles
sold for a cheap laugh
is there more than meets the eye?
could the visual be a lie?
most would not begin to try
to read between the lines

I will recognise
you are one of my own
I will notice from afar and wonder
who'll be the first to discover?

I will

still pretending you don't mind
yeah I feel fine
just shooting blind
when you decide to aim
I bet you'll go straight for the eyes...
will I understand that sense
of lunacy that you display!?
I guess what I'm trying to say is
either way - I'm entertained

I will recognise
you are one of my own
I will notice from a far and wonder
who'll be the first to discover?

this peculiar butterfly
hides his cocoon on the inside
inverted for the world to see
a visceral anomaly

I will observe, and over a period of time
I will approach and offer a little advice
you will, amidst your spasms come to realise
this tested theory simply can't be denied

kill the body and the head will die...

your unpredictability
is troubling to say the least
so I bid you goodbye
you couldn't stop this
even if you tried
I'm going straight for the eyes...

and so it goes
oh yes I will spread word
of your exquisite destruction
my hall of pain
it's a shame
you can't really appreciate
your induction

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