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You know I was thinking how much I'd like to just leave it all behind and let loose like a mad rebel with plenty of caws flitting through sunlight that creeps through the trees because anymore I can't get behind another day of constantly dragging on more supposed last toxin riddles while your hands become these frail metastatic cooling tower fingers I can already see them already shaking off clinched jaw fuel droplets onto cancerous rancid mass graves and I don't want to imagine what's beyond that Besides lately I've been preoccupied with the feel of timeworn ciphers etched in my charcoal wings as I descend on power lines joining scorched throat jesters cackling murderously at this scorched earth See I want to get away from our plutonic friends all they want is to binge on residual radiation raising their safety glasses to their excesses knowing their acceptable risk deformities await with contaminated breath Sure we've got a reputation of being devious but I'd rather proudly flaunt tattered onyx feathers than sit around with decaying radioactive half lives surrounding inactive decaying half lives abounding We crows scavenge our meals indiscriminately but we don't dare eat our young as you do
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Jan 31, 2014
Jan 31, 2014 at 10:35 AM UTC
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You know I was thinking how much I'd like to just leave it all behind and let loose like a mad rebel with plenty of caws flitting through sunlight that creeps through the trees because anymore I can't get behind another day of constantly dragging on more supposed last toxin riddles while your hands become these frail metastatic cooling tower fingers I can already see them already shaking off clinched jaw fuel droplets onto cancerous rancid mass graves and I don't want to imagine what's beyond that Besides lately I've been preoccupied with the feel of timeworn ciphers etched in my charcoal wings as I descend on power lines joining scorched throat jesters cackling murderously at this scorched earth See I want to get away from our plutonic friends all they want is to binge on residual radiation raising their safety glasses to their excesses knowing their acceptable risk deformities await with contaminated breath Sure we've got a reputation of being devious but I'd rather proudly flaunt tattered onyx feathers than sit around with decaying radioactive half lives surrounding inactive decaying half lives abounding We crows scavenge our meals indiscriminately but we don't dare eat our young as you do
Amy-Grindhouse
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Amy-Grindhouse
Jan 31, 2014
Jan 31, 2014 at 10:35 AM UTC
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