God, I love the dirt.
I let the sick
Drink from my glass
While I triumph over
Primordial beasts
And Satans
A deadly wanting
Forcibly inserts
Itself inside
My skull
A dull tragedy
Twists
And torments
My internal being
I’m a feigning lovely
Bloody Angel
Lost in an
Experimental dream
An Experimental life
An experimental hell
Fighting the world
In which I create
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