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You watched me bleed beneath broken trees
You laughed as I died upon their leaves
The cruelest of gods creation

You braid your hair with the broken teeth
Of those you've left behind

You dance upon the leaves with a smile
Are you happy now?
Can you really be at peace
As you comb your hair with my broken bones?

You braid your hair with the broken teeth
Of those you've left behind

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