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Aug 2016
I wanna lose any semblance of control
Repel down that little lost rabbit hole
Gnaw on the skull and cross bones of
every single bible beater that stood before
their throne like a scarecrow to it's corn
I won't barricade my door, Conquistador
Open the floodgates; bring me the seafloor
10,000 leagues deep and I'm still breathing
I'm teething on a tombstone like Casper
Now all I need is an inquisitive barn owl
prowling for an irrelevant answer
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