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Fly
Skin another mask that’s worn Torn paper sky in storm aspect A mass of balled warnings Firmament, just another awning Nothing stopped by bawling You chose to go forth crawling Fisher of souls, must be trawling How many spirits trapped in my craw.
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Over there they treat us like
I am the rust-jammed hatch things vanish casually into. Matte blackness I am that. Roaring stag, abhorring all practice unlordly; Sword unsheathing a resort only for When foes mean to stab the impertinent, mismanaged slab Of my sagging collaborative flesh like day labouring Keats. * Replies by ripple this dirty nail paint’d Grit-flavoured water, stagnant…
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Worldslices
Fatemaker tasting cakely the very dainty Components making this breaking world My opponents unfurl Like world flags at word Of the long-flagging Colonel’s passing. I am the massive Wave of acid Coming to flay this place. An half dozen priests required, praying just for you around the clock, To stake claim in that better place,…
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Kerosene leak
Rough road’s brickjungled throat. Ozgoing, love to go but I’ve got to show Someone owing what their heart’s like frozen. From the cart I order carp But betting it hard frozen instead cancel for carvery. Wished every meat veal. * Traincart harping on, powered by forest chewing fires. Blazing core uncorking sails of strangely uniform…
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