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Dec 2017
And so the wind beats against my window
Begging for a flying friend
Haunt no more wicked flawed nature
******* my desire to jump
To leap again
So far into the beginning of what time calls end
Thunderous applause from Hell
As it all erupts like a mighty volcano
Yielding to no emotion known
Ripping every shred of humanity apart

HAVE YOU NO COMPASSION, DEAR GODS

Chemically infused wrath
Drank like a luke warm coffee in the afternoon

Smooth and corrupt like every waking moment I breathe
Let go of the bent spoon
Try and eat with your hands
To be savage is to see savage
And that is why the wind beats
Beaux
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Beaux  TX
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