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Aug 2018
The deeper you go the harder you dream...
and she’s mean! She’s so mean!

She’s a strange little baker...she’ll do as she please.

She’s all chalked in her movements, she’s covered in hate.
'Cause she never will leave all her hallways of slate.

(He owns all those hallways, she still thinks they're safe...it's great.)
mmm, ha, i didn't write this recently but i found it on one of my accounts recently. reading it back now it kind of disturbs me.
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