It was late in July in the midst of his teens
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He staggered onto the sand alone as nobody else could be seen
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Sat to ponder when a nightmare intervened
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Unsettling shrill of a midnight scream
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It's too hard to walk away when terror is not too far
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When he went to investigate, the blood was boiling
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Under the boards was a figure obstructed from view
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20/20 is nothing at quarter to two
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He stumbled over to confirm that this was true
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And couldn't stop his screaming
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It's too hard to walk away when terror is not too far
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When he went to investigate, the blood was boiling
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And who could ever leave her like this?
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He took her hand inside of his
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A flatline, no sign insisting wrist
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How much worse could the world that we live in be?
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Lying quiet and still, complexion at peace with dismay
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By the moonlight bay the boardwalk body lay
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Lying quiet and still, complexion at peace with dismay
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By the moonlight bay the boardwalk body lay
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The next morning they all whispered about Jane Doe
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Of all importance was just being the first to know
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Any evidence was taken out by the tide
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It's just a nihilist that wreaks his craft with pride
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It's too hard to walk away when terror is not too far
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When he went to investigate, the blood was boiling
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Lying quiet and still, complexion at peace with dismay
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By the moonlight bay the boardwalk body lay
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Lying quiet and still, complexion at peace with dismay
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By the moonlight bay the boardwalk body lay
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The Boardwalk Body
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| CKY (Camp Kill Yourself) |
