Thin Sin in Book Title.
- Nov. 4, 2016, 3:51 a.m.
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One sound changed things
Turned the floor to snake skin
Couldn’t find a phone then
To notify yer next of kin
Everything was writhing
And I could hardly stand
The feeling came creeping
From the floor to the ceiling
Suddenly I was closed inside
And I, too, began to writhe
Last updated December 14, 2016
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