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Glorious mind, speak to me, Offer only the darkest desires Haunting motives Raunchy passions Awful prayers And murkful ideas. Allow me not be certain Of where to locate Pure ideas and thoughts We all dream of. Stifle security ***** out our peace of mind Refuse entrance to water, Make room for blood. As we further this Humanistic inquiry Into ourselves.
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Feb 7, 2019
Feb 7, 2019 at 7:26 PM UTC
That Crevice of our Mind
Glorious mind, speak to me, Offer only the darkest desires Haunting motives Raunchy passions Awful prayers And murkful ideas. Allow me not be certain Of where to locate Pure ideas and thoughts We all dream of. Stifle security ***** out our peace of mind Refuse entrance to water, Make room for blood. As we further this Humanistic inquiry Into ourselves.
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Feb 7, 2019
Feb 7, 2019 at 7:26 PM UTC
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