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Jul 2015
headto deadlights
trial is when you are speaking
ripped up
given a ****
I eye I
turned it into purple sleep
its the place here where you’are sleeping
MANTIcS hides en tree bones
where i should be dead asleeping
its a place here where you’are  living
and its the clothes that ur making
that give these children to their dying
blunthead to deadlights
error is when im bleeding
empty cup
last give a ****
I I I
turned it into purple sleep
ourtwobodiesintoonepinkcasket
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ourtwobodiesintoonepinkcasket  Somewhere by the ocean
(Somewhere by the ocean)   
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