welcome deceit into that meager vessel
yet let it throb as it does
each booming clap (it is merely but a clap)
surging with that sweet degradative nectar
running through stale memories
to make them even staler so
this pace will not suffice
saturation need not ensue so quickly
how hollow the evasive existence of our...
splattering the walls with true red
bleed, bleed, bleed
but bleed out.
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