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It came thru on a dagger Spending my last earn faster Sped up the toxicology to my master He leans in with a coarse demeanor Contemplating courses to make it last her Devils worship in his eyes are blacker Souls deepen their bloodied grips harder Speculation drives the people’s brain madder Insisting on it’s return to the last crater We push our own to the edge quicker Lava molding our faces with anger Desperately gnawing for clarity's charger Creating glimpses of light for the masses
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Nov 19, 2017
Nov 19, 2017 at 11:15 PM UTC
Extraterrestrial Robots
It came thru on a dagger Spending my last earn faster Sped up the toxicology to my master He leans in with a coarse demeanor Contemplating courses to make it last her Devils worship in his eyes are blacker Souls deepen their bloodied grips harder Speculation drives the people’s brain madder Insisting on it’s return to the last crater We push our own to the edge quicker Lava molding our faces with anger Desperately gnawing for clarity's charger Creating glimpses of light for the masses
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Nov 19, 2017
Nov 19, 2017 at 11:15 PM UTC
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