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Bugs In Amber
Begin with the eyes intense with surpriseThe pupils black, kindly staring backImage born from a gentle handPortrait of a manBreathing new life in shades dark and lightWith withered flesh, stretching east to westDocumenting the wear and tearHe’d given the world to shareDark times bring light to meWho knew? Oh you look so sad.How much damage must you inflict upon your heart until it’s made of gold?Watch as I get burnt again for lending out a hand.The legend, the myth of Mr. BlackKindly staring backAnd lifted everyone’s crippled heartsUndeniable artA symbol for all placed on the wallTo represent an influenceOf anyone who’s been down-troddenGave them hope after sin.
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