Tag: occult
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WEAPONS
The fact that I am deranged cannot be gainsaid Even by plain sense, even well said with eloquent devices Thrice-scented charms. Vices as arms.
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Lootshooter
Jettisoned all his stocked loot When we brought loaded’n’locked Wessons through Won’t even stop to peruse The shooter if it’s white or blue Outside a locked vault Mentats, take all, boost my stats, hack a computer for access Tip tacking keys clacking at the terminal It’ll still happen, determinism, minimising the eternal Writing without adjournment,…
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Iterations
Ungainly, unshaven, graceless Yet the way she used to be is kept The body remembers like the way you can see The sugary glaze of unbeatable obesity Behind Ozempic changes Behind unkemptness, old ways embers in waiting Hoping to be reblazed. Old hers in hidden storage Sealed doors, hiding the source of whirring noises Previous…
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Cloverdose
Used wear minks, Now she’s dressing from minging Clothes banks. Gozzing up glowing mucous in a rank futuristic jacks Sin’s interest exceeds its initial tax No more dolling up, emptied her closets, sold every rack, Every thread. Burden heavy as a crownweighted head, her cracking back Fit to break refusing to give, day after day.…
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Won’t stand you up and delivery
Blasting tunes, driving miles Honour due, my platoon on trial for war crimes They’re trying to take away my captain’s stripes Hidden snakes and drone strikes Hits I take, not Lucky Strikes I’m uptown but no funk like Lasting while, they do tend to cycle But it’s starting to feel like a spiral I don’t…
Alchemisland 