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Disclaimer to Elizabethan democracy It hits it's head on the chamber table My hangman, eyes rolled up behind his mask dry lips hurt the ear drums Least this broken bridge burn under our feet Least it broils into rainbows, blood letting its comatosis We'll replace fear with release And suffer this karma like a detox struggle When the tv glares blue a displacement glares right back, legs badly scarred taken by a strong hand Patches must be missing, infra rave lights up hollow I couldn't even draw the pentagram The scales had fallen on my feet
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Mar 8, 2015
Mar 8, 2015 at 4:13 AM UTC
Birthday on an eclipse
Disclaimer to Elizabethan democracy It hits it's head on the chamber table My hangman, eyes rolled up behind his mask dry lips hurt the ear drums Least this broken bridge burn under our feet Least it broils into rainbows, blood letting its comatosis We'll replace fear with release And suffer this karma like a detox struggle When the tv glares blue a displacement glares right back, legs badly scarred taken by a strong hand Patches must be missing, infra rave lights up hollow I couldn't even draw the pentagram The scales had fallen on my feet
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Mar 8, 2015
Mar 8, 2015 at 4:13 AM UTC
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