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Jul 2019
Control has been nearly surrendered
She’s forced her way in
Snatching the reins
She’s terribly dangerous
Wants to be

T~H~R~I~L~L~E~D

I’m reckless
Wild
Ready to inflict pain
Because she was too weak
I want to taste blood
Scrape the outer layer of flesh
Raw and bleeding
My own cells under my nails

IIIII

AAAAA
MMMMM

AAAAA
WWWWW
AAAAA
KKKKK
EEEEE
!!!!!!!
­!!!!!
!!!
!!
!

Give it up!!!
Surrender while you can
You know fighting will
BREAK YOU IN TWO
But if you give in
I can do it better
They’ll worry about us
They’ll cry
But I’ll make it better
Promise.
Empire
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Empire  21/F/Sol III
(21/F/Sol III)   
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