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Detonate the   galaxies we once groveled to in defiance fear the pen of God no more::: Sharpen the senses (in the silent ether) there in a room alone look at the mirror, get out of the way so you could see yourself Rescue the trembling low hanging fruit of our annihilation Dance in the sparks of our  daybreak demise Feel the pinch of the burn as it blinds you with new eyes suffer the saving grace wisdom fate (life) is sadistic pain is palpable so let your flesh grow recalcitrant free will is there if you want it You Detonated my   galaxy now i grovel to you I fear the pen of God no more::: Sharpen your senses (in this silent ether) you were always there in a room alone in the mirror, refusing to get out of the way so you could see yourself You’re trembling Shaking, as I taste the fruit of our annihilation spark our demise as you ******   arch your back at daybreak   pinch, burn, it binds you those eyes the eternal grace of your wisdom I surrender, sadistic when the pain is pleasurable the light on your flesh glows violently    free will is there if you want it::: now bid goodbye to those **incoherent Bob Dylan daydreams** cdh
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Mar 23, 2019
Mar 23, 2019 at 12:59 AM UTC
Incoherent Bob Dylan Daydreams
Detonate the   galaxies we once groveled to in defiance fear the pen of God no more::: Sharpen the senses (in the silent ether) there in a room alone look at the mirror, get out of the way so you could see yourself Rescue the trembling low hanging fruit of our annihilation Dance in the sparks of our  daybreak demise Feel the pinch of the burn as it blinds you with new eyes suffer the saving grace wisdom fate (life) is sadistic pain is palpable so let your flesh grow recalcitrant free will is there if you want it You Detonated my   galaxy now i grovel to you I fear the pen of God no more::: Sharpen your senses (in this silent ether) you were always there in a room alone in the mirror, refusing to get out of the way so you could see yourself You’re trembling Shaking, as I taste the fruit of our annihilation spark our demise as you ******   arch your back at daybreak   pinch, burn, it binds you those eyes the eternal grace of your wisdom I surrender, sadistic when the pain is pleasurable the light on your flesh glows violently    free will is there if you want it::: now bid goodbye to those **incoherent Bob Dylan daydreams** cdh
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Mar 23, 2019
Mar 23, 2019 at 12:59 AM UTC
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