This is forgiven
if the uniform fits
postponed
at the first showing
this is
in the unlikely event
that sarcasm is an unfitting dress
amnesia proletariat
they say that thirteen is just a number
a double agent
widows an antique replacement
a briefcase filled with mace
widows six legged
I must have read a thousand faces.
I must have
I'm an incision
that kind that glistens
and not to mention we
and i know that he's there
and i know he's there
Lark throated spit through beaks tonight
These gagging chirps were wriiten
Valmara, Valmara, Valmara,
Flechettes kiss me with the lisp
Of your shrapnel
I'll fight my way
I'll fight my way across the state
substation submerging
suburban disturbance
incoherent gourding
coat of arms t
you keep telling me
this voltage hurts just a little
in the
We sample from the shelves
tore a page out from this
chances are you've heard this
but your headphones mute your equilibrium
the
I had a friend who died
For something he really loved
I
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