On the 100th Anniversary of Mary’s Death

We were neurophobic and perfect the day that we lost our souls Maybe we weren’t so humanBut If we cry we will rustAnd I was a hand grenadeThat never stopped explodingYou were automatic and as hollow as the “o” in god —“Mechanical Animals,” Marilyn Manson No, no notice arrived in the mail. No, we did…

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