Kraken

And I lead them to you, directly there

Blasphemy I saw In spite of the smell

The smell of lust

Quakes of a broken friendship

A fight turned to dust

More the breaking of gusts

I almost concurred on the same habit of rusted love

She said thats why you hate him

And he acknowledged with a nod

I saw

I felt

I heard your screams while you melted

Your friends pelt

He said thats why you hate him

And he neglected with a no

So we found you buried deep

Under the jeep

Trying to relax while your friend

Down there now sleeps

Distant friend in the mist

Now your free

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