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A fire in my belly roars ****** cringe for dinner If I finish all the dishes am I still a sinner? Can’t pick your poison In a usurper’s market You’re scrolling through the trolling of the disregarded Climbing down from this energy to make you a final appeal.. Can you hear the sound of rebellion? One in a million Drowning in the distance Take my hand before it’s too late to carry on and we’re off to oblivion Tonight’s our last dance ... ‘Become anti-fragile!’ The new prophet says When you type ‘wanna die’ on the internet Strip till your soul is naked! Why’s no one listening?? There’s no purpose to this service that’s on offering Climbing down from this energy to make you a final appeal.. Can you hear the sound of rebellion? One in a million Drowning in the distance Take my hand before it’s too late to carry on and we’re off to oblivion Tonight’s our last dance ... Underneath, Lost inside a sea of darkness Finally, I might be seeing a ray of sunshine I’m reaching out Amidst all the background So.. Burn the book of faces Hunt the little blue birds Break the lenses of the senseless little micro cult Taste the steel and stone Past the trigger warnings Past the snipes and the swipes of mock-up darlings Climbing down from this energy to make you a final appeal.. Can you hear the sound of rebellion? One in a million Drowning in the distance Take my hand before it’s too late to carry on and we’re off to oblivion Tonight’s our last dance Our last chance. -x-
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Sep 30, 2023
Sep 30, 2023 at 3:02 PM UTC
A Hungryalist Proposal
A fire in my belly roars ****** cringe for dinner If I finish all the dishes am I still a sinner? Can’t pick your poison In a usurper’s market You’re scrolling through the trolling of the disregarded Climbing down from this energy to make you a final appeal.. Can you hear the sound of rebellion? One in a million Drowning in the distance Take my hand before it’s too late to carry on and we’re off to oblivion Tonight’s our last dance ... ‘Become anti-fragile!’ The new prophet says When you type ‘wanna die’ on the internet Strip till your soul is naked! Why’s no one listening?? There’s no purpose to this service that’s on offering Climbing down from this energy to make you a final appeal.. Can you hear the sound of rebellion? One in a million Drowning in the distance Take my hand before it’s too late to carry on and we’re off to oblivion Tonight’s our last dance ... Underneath, Lost inside a sea of darkness Finally, I might be seeing a ray of sunshine I’m reaching out Amidst all the background So.. Burn the book of faces Hunt the little blue birds Break the lenses of the senseless little micro cult Taste the steel and stone Past the trigger warnings Past the snipes and the swipes of mock-up darlings Climbing down from this energy to make you a final appeal.. Can you hear the sound of rebellion? One in a million Drowning in the distance Take my hand before it’s too late to carry on and we’re off to oblivion Tonight’s our last dance Our last chance. -x-
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nishwokobi
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nishwokobi
31/M/India
Sep 30, 2023
Sep 30, 2023 at 3:02 PM UTC
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