fuck your dame cause she ask and wondered i wonder to
why its so easy for me to fall under the thunder moon
cut my emotion 1 tenth of you beneath the ocean gravity pulled to soon
a matrix on a mop in a janitors room round out the cube my vains
are blue horseshoe crabs cry a ugly sound to the mountain shrew
^ sickness
Always a pleasure
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"black as midnight..black as pitch
blacker than the soul of the foulest witch"
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