Formalin

She will not come - it tore the dog,
Armature scored skinheads
Cracked the treacherous ice.

Her hands were not prepared to fight
And she did not want to win.
I am now going to take her place.

She floats in formalin,
Imperfection of the lines
Moves slowly.
I have her face, her name,
The same blue sweater.
No one noticed the change.

It will not pass away - her hands were in the snake hole,
Head in the hoet's nest
A spin in the ant heap.

I will - I'm from a stronger test
I deserve to occupy a place
I do a lot better.

She floats in formalin,
Moving gradually
In the dim white mist.
I have her face, her name.
No one noticed the change.
Check keys in your pocket.

I must have something not play,
I do not know who these people are
I smile a little strange.

Suspect that I am not she and the other,
I do not know what will,
Himself sick or drunk.

She floats in formalin,
Imperfection of the lines
Moves slowly.
I have her face, her name,
The same blue sweater.
No one noticed the change.

She floats in formalin,
Moving gradually
In the dim white mist.
I have her face, her name.
No one noticed the change.
Check keys in your pocket.

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