I can bargain with your karma, loan you zen, sell testimony, and you'll buy it with a smile because you're numb and fucking lonely.
I won't stand to be kept waiting long, while the sirens sing their song and the hull of the good ship Circumspect is dashed upon my wrongs.
Don't pester me; let the hole infested fester. Don't hector me; your lecherous didactic lectures are not surrogacy for the thoughts you think you're thinking.
Little one, plague has come, yet you tear me down.
And though the rain comes pouring over, and though the rats come pouring in, and though the curtains dropped, it's over; you tear me down.
And though the rain comes pouring over, and though the rats come pouring in, and though the curtains dropped, it's over; you tear me down.
You tear me down.
Why am I the fucking worm in your terminal sojourn? Your face a buffet in its resting place. Little one, plague has done what I was scared to do. I tried to help you through, yet you tear me down.
And though the rain comes pouring over, and though the rats come pouring in, and though the curtains dropped, it's over; you tear me down.
And though the rain comes pouring over, and though the rats come pouring in, and though the curtains dropped, it's over; you tear me down.
Nonsense, nonsense where your head should be.
I stand on giants shoulders isolated by a guillotine. No one remembers the man of integrity.
I stand on giants shoulders isolated by a guillotine. No one remembers the man of integrity.
Look out below for the footprints left in snow alone when things are slow,
but a pair part when things are going right. Redundant fight or flight. I don't need a guiding light if we avoid the night.
I can show you nothing if your mind has the means to glean the empty space between a death and a dream. Again.
What a wonderful form of dread. Unscalable; your formidable wall of dead.
You cast your lot
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