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"A little boy died today
  Of heartache
  He'll be alive tomorrow
  And everyone else
  With a fetish for gushing blood,
  may plunge whatever he may
  Into his heart

  A great marvel indeed,
  That he remains alive
  After all his writhing

  He must be faking it
  Or perhaps he isn't one of us
  And those
  You know
  We destroy!"