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Oct 2015
I still would not believe you
A smell of damage
Laughing as your nightmare flickers
Vague proclamation to destroy
Asleep on a girl's hips
Our insanity has fallen by the river
Why must it be like this
Rhet Toombs
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Rhet Toombs
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