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Crisp satin slivers of shiny silver hearts,
Grapefruit for dinner. Explore the kickstart.
Webs of illusion, trapped without seeing.
A fistful of merriment, live without being.
Yes, you can stab my eyes,
I'll still see what's in mind,
okay, put me on a lead,
you can even poison my feed.
But don't expect me to believe,
I know how i feel,
my pictures are real.
While you make a meal
Of pain you won't feel,
as you make your next deal.
Deafness falls upon your deaf ears,
although you might listen, you cannot hear,
the sounds of piercing fear.