Happy ducks
Happy ducks happy ducks painted red Happy ducks in my head Happy ducks like to play Happy fucks never know what to say With tears in my eyes I begged you to stay With me for its too cold But This repetition is starting to get old Mold Is as beuatiful as the smell of rotten decay when I think of you I never know what to say Happy ducks in the grass Happy ducks like to eat glass Happy ducks picking at my brain Happy ducks are always in pain Peeling at my skin with bloody nails Peeling at my eyes My arms so feral With feathers on the floor I dont think i can take it anymore Happy ducks full of mud Happy ducks laying in their blood A garden full of carnage and dismay I couldn't have it any other way I want you to stay but your too cold
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