A morality suffered,
take you down with every fibre of neglect; that left of me.
Easy piecy, misantrhopyhy
Stomp kill, why, because, some begotten shit has passed you by.
And this time the ant will kick you back...
Yell, its failings to the choire never listening
reching the far reaches of its being
never respite
never ever the daily grind
die for me
won't you fucking just die!
It doesn't work that way.
talk to me, take your ills away.
I...
never respite
never ever the daily grind
There is something you can never be...
There is something you can never feel...
There is something that shouldn't ...
Change.
But it has.
Mourn the loss, a happenstance!
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