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Darkness, it comes for me.
15.1.08
CVIII.
These stagnant eyes
This blind faith
Seeing nothing
Seeking no one
These desperate hands
This crippled hope
Feeling nothing
Helping no one
This dying mind
This broken love
Knowing nothing
Forgiving no one
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Broken Records. Broken Teeth.
Recalled To Life
vile and wretched
Wealth and Excursions
Meaningless, Meaningless, Meaningless
Pastoral Genocide
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