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Alcohallelujah

Using spirits to drown demons, using every excuse in the book to avoid eyes in the mirror. A surreal, septic, self-destructive narcissicism. I want to be saved or see the dream played backwards, like antichrist orchestra, like outside-inned extraordinary, exploring your heart, veins, no more pains; held to your face by your guiding hands.
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wm-jones
American
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Dec 16, 2011
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