Your`e a brown recluse with all those hate messages
ts crazy- Im all conscious
Well you know- as always
I can`t breathe in the ground, but I could sing under water
You`re a wounded warrior with all those scars
I love it- as always
I need the whereabouts of God
Is He stuck by the Mayflower? Under my bed? In my future or in my womb?
This dark succubus planet, I want no more of your kind, but I can`t leave what
I`ve always known.
This woman; this girl has only known the deepest sound of alchemy.
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