Drown in luxury. My attention does not belong to you.
Shine far, in falsehood. Hidden, black intentions.
Your presence sickens me to the pores. You are shit.

You, who have a home. To protect yourself from the cold.
Reasons to accumulate envy in souls of the night.
Drown in luxury. Approaches that end in stabs.

Crushed sternum. Eye sockets, now part of the surface.
Swampy jewels decorate the hole where you will lie.
You'll know that we are all part of the same dump.

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