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Sitting smug on the throne

Fake skins

Painted black

When the drugs kick in

You will take what you want

You think your eyes are open

But it’s the cardinals whose are

You think your eyes are open

How can they be?

You’ve never truly held the scales

You think your eyes are open

But there is a tail digging in the dirt

Mindless,disrespecting

Wipe the smile off of the face

Because the glass ball seen through it

Will eventually show it all