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These nightmares carry out raids to plunder On hope, devils’ reft pardon no still sleep Monkeyshines torment, hiding covers under From this sly world, such vanities deep Underlying psyche’s destitute creep Poverty-stricken, a strike against strife Societies pick at loser’s lasting faith Incising to bone comes butcher’s knife Mental breakdowns kneel to a wraith All is true the great God saith!
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Apr 17, 2016
Apr 17, 2016 at 6:26 AM UTC
Holy Insolvency
These nightmares carry out raids to plunder On hope, devils’ reft pardon no still sleep Monkeyshines torment, hiding covers under From this sly world, such vanities deep Underlying psyche’s destitute creep Poverty-stricken, a strike against strife Societies pick at loser’s lasting faith Incising to bone comes butcher’s knife Mental breakdowns kneel to a wraith All is true the great God saith!
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Apr 17, 2016
Apr 17, 2016 at 6:26 AM UTC
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