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Jul 2018
I am black and spineless, cruel as can be
Flesh like diamonds, smile of spades
The devil is I, inside of me
Masquerading in light, of many shades

Ill **** you in and you swallow whole
A hole in the web of humanity
Faced with a choice, let the dice roll
Remain calm as you collapse in insanity

Throwing off the past
With a mass off men
I knew would never last
Knowing they would never win.

Feel between my thighs
You think of me all the time
Even with feelings I buried in lies
I saw your side, concocted in rhyme.
Industrial Death
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Industrial Death  21/M/North Carolina
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