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It's okay, because it's always dark.
Feeling through blindness only to discover more death.
Grip onto the corners of reality and suck down a breath, sugar.
Working through the machinations to acquire no true direction.
Perfection inflection is our only real infection.
Burrowed, buried, building tall.
Lines of word with no real meaning at all.
Incandescent beauty crying for more.
Pushing away the demons and seeking for lore.
Swallowing blood, metallic taste.
It's not so hard to see the scars covering her face.
- Jo.
Feeling through blindness only to discover more death.
Grip onto the corners of reality and suck down a breath, sugar.
Working through the machinations to acquire no true direction.
Perfection inflection is our only real infection.
Burrowed, buried, building tall.
Lines of word with no real meaning at all.
Incandescent beauty crying for more.
Pushing away the demons and seeking for lore.
Swallowing blood, metallic taste.
It's not so hard to see the scars covering her face.
- Jo.
