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Mannequin face paint splased
across the decrepit creviced face.
Bleeding lips drip crimson stick
onto the cool cracked pavement it dries.
Open your mouth and take it in.
Against the dumpster,
You'll find your answer.
Dark alleys silhouette impending abuse.
"Are you hungry for more?!"
The Shadows sat there and laughed
as materialistic capitalism was raped of all value.
The Shadows sat there and laughed
as materialistic capitalism was raped of economy.
But the .45 pointed at your head said otherwise,
and the President sells you tortilla chips for dimes
using cheap immigrant labor.
You were buried in the church yard.
You were buried in the church yard.
El día del muerto
El día de la Vida
Porcelain Facades
Faux calender decades
Porcelain Facades.