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I need a lair because I'm evil. Typety fingers and flappity lips The wide gaps in my logic Are hot holes for working demons Working their way in. A desecration of creation, See beauty bend to the will of Satan literally, the enemy. It's all too much, I don't deserve this! I never should have gone to jail! I don't get a good amount of sleep because of these randomized drug tests! I have such a negative association with this house! And so to stabilize I need a lair Then I'll be cool I need a lair because I'm evil, Take it like a fool.
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Oct 9, 2017
Oct 9, 2017 at 11:21 PM UTC
Allowing Myself to be Weak
I need a lair because I'm evil. Typety fingers and flappity lips The wide gaps in my logic Are hot holes for working demons Working their way in. A desecration of creation, See beauty bend to the will of Satan literally, the enemy. It's all too much, I don't deserve this! I never should have gone to jail! I don't get a good amount of sleep because of these randomized drug tests! I have such a negative association with this house! And so to stabilize I need a lair Then I'll be cool I need a lair because I'm evil, Take it like a fool.
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Oct 9, 2017
Oct 9, 2017 at 11:21 PM UTC
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