Interrupt them and die
For your unprioritised sins
Sob sisters – paralysed by inept intelligence awry
For. This. Shall. Take. To. Forever. Being. The. Apple. Of. Said. Gladragged. Eye.
My, of my, why must we tremble akin, to attend to this list-filled, lust thrilled thing
Cuckolded within
We will cheat on one such tremendously cut book with another
These paper soldiers of only ours stroll on in to our insatiable mind to find the right time
Unsafe to say that we were fair smothered from the dawn of birth
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