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Dear *****, Living within a false gleam
this cold substance
wretched, fingertips blurred with zeroes
I hope it enters me coldly
medication and meditation
mixing the dull for new smiles
new world exit
and morally shifting into that human anomaly
centered, and hollow
I will expose the dirty secrets you wish to burn
and soon then, ill picture the end
and gag into atmosphere, the cruel penance
which will be out the car window tomorrow morning
like those suffering, this will never leave me
I want to taste everything at once
through the mouth of a dying pig
shine on me
and ill never forget.
