I laid listening to rapid music.
A flow of gothic fusion,
refusing the lull of that to reuse it.
This is the great illusion,
a hero to them of mass confusion.
The myth and curse of ******
a high with little need of intrusion.
Introducing the conclusion,
scarecrow thin self-satisfied skeleton.
Because the ego needs no bone with marrow in.
May 10, 2019
May 10, 2019 at 10:35 PM UTC
I laid listening to rapid music.
A flow of gothic fusion,
refusing the lull of that to reuse it.
This is the great illusion,
a hero to them of mass confusion.
The myth and curse of ******
a high with little need of intrusion.
Introducing the conclusion,
scarecrow thin self-satisfied skeleton.
Because the ego needs no bone with marrow in.
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