who could flourish under florescence? the light makes my eyes burn and the waves of debasing makes my stomach turn. fingering my plug while i'm waiting for enlightenment, kicking to the curb, under some kind of confinement.
there is no time to waste asking, "why?"
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A Faceless Man
love me destroyer,
please love, bring me dread
from the head of the house
to the foot of my bed
she thought she had the moon in her pocket
Breathe a little bit for me.
"Much of the basis for legends of demon lovers stemmed from the belief that women were sexually insatiable and could not be satisfied by mortal men."
i might be a little inactive
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System Unit?
Build me a proper brain that absorbs what I'm told I need to know. A brain that stays cool around the stem and secretes a lot of serotonin. A brain that I can discipline and that cooperates with my other organs. A brain that shuts down at night and takes a rest, and functions without waves the next day. A brain that comprehends time the way time should be comprehended. A brain that learns useful things. A brain that remembers reality.
Build Momentum
love me destroyer,
please love, bring me dread
from the head of the house
to the foot of my bed
Reflected in your eyes,
I find the weight of the world and the passage of time.
I find the weight of the world and the passage of time.
Acolytes
do away with your kind
she thought she had the moon in her pocket
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