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White Earl
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inferno of rage, flames, internal decay, thanks
caused by the conviction of every word that you say, great vertical range, eyes turn into space, insecurities, weight social anxiety, the wall between your personal space assertively fake, awake, thinking its absurd to be lame whats the purpose of faith, do you deserve to be saved what if that and fagot were a pair of words in the same you certainly crave, a different sort of grounds to be on a place where you can be an asshole, without any fault the balance of all things that you know to exist, a total eclipse open the pit, fall asleep and wake up where nobody is no one exists, not you, me, him, her, or the coma your in the aroma is rich, enough to sell your soul for a hit but the coldness is thick, and your clothes have been stripped the belt you wore doesn't bare the type of gold that it did frozen and stiff, eyes wide open like your focussed as shit you bend the rules and hit the wall, but the ropes never give your gut feels like an ocean of ribs, broke into bits its over, the bridge you burned down explodes into sticks and there you are, sitting on a chair where nobody sits the darkest place conceivable, you know where it is its nowhere to live, its sick, its your own hair and skin Gen.
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