mother sleeps mother weeps
i pray their souls i wish to
this is the way nightmares begin,
or.....perhaps end.
step right up and
In cold sweet sleep
there are no bad dreams
when you're down
this is me-how i am-this is me-no make up-this is
my addictions are more bizarre by far than digging holes
you're a long way from heaven and your headed the
it takes a bitch as cold as you to wear
i can tell you're listening to my summoning by the
enraptured arachnid spiderweb windshield head glass shattered on the asphaltstee
they say thank god everyday what do i have to
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