frantic: blood and sweat did you forget? its our madness black: whats
left when we rape the white from the wedding guilty: is my verdict
beauty: makes me nauseous abandon ship: we all deserve to drown we are the
fallen angels its not a test... its lies.. a bombast of sentiment, a
listless auction like a ballad of deprivation and my dead end poetry... is
this love dying? yes, this is dying love... we slit our own throats
left when we rape the white from the wedding guilty: is my verdict
beauty: makes me nauseous abandon ship: we all deserve to drown we are the
fallen angels its not a test... its lies.. a bombast of sentiment, a
listless auction like a ballad of deprivation and my dead end poetry... is
this love dying? yes, this is dying love... we slit our own throats
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