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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I do.