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Emerald Isle Ephemer AI’m
In Black Puddle city, where Stout rules Fire’s there It’s about fuel Used lighter fluid; you can smell the fumes Fuck the stress of booking a room Just suck it, maybe sex, then spit in the bucket, take your ducats and exit through The door you entered, nothing subtle what it is, like them supple…
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Sirens
Last resort lane, ladies charming suited lames in grey Mercedes Short shorts with big baps doing street laps pleading, small heat maps Selling their meat even when they’re bleeding Cheeks hard from backhands, street’s hard better back glance Some of them damaged by sexual animals, others fifth chancers Keep fleeing rehab at the first chance,…
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Bringing glorious words back from the eternal death lands where I have journeyed the last last six solar sojourns.
The Emperor’s voice is smooth, that’s why HMV used the name So he’s putting out new grooves, that’s why the queue’s around the lane Heard it’s my name you’ve been using Abusing, accusing, on the lanes like a Blue Gold star with ID number and name, chestcam blackout to deliver a baiting Bait him black…
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Vampress
I. Strong, vain men I can silence with one withering look No truck me with jamb-hung onions and planks depicting suffering Jesus In the damp, cloying darkness of a moon-bathed dungeon Forth crawls She dry-mouthed, affixed on destruction Spiderlike she climbs ceiling-height Spite-exuding she weaves false light illusions in childrens’ rooms She is the whisperer…
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Stronger if possible
Take a crack but be warned: kickback Honking weed zonk you clean, strong this Heraclean Turn you zombie, mole headbonked by the lad leaning over the machine Head honcho so Sir when you address me, be sure to add the right stress Know by my feather headdress and purple poncho who rules the roost, who’s…
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