Sedated conscience apothecary,
Dropping excavated hope amidst an endlessly flowing post animosity tale mortem pills migrating from the abyss concept remnants of the moral derelict trench one way barbed smiles, Seething the lies we believe as explosions, Coax hemming it's painful dexterity awful phantom no amnesia but death can't even take memory terror aches... Away.
In lieu of our participation in,
Arming resolve
Only in the aftermath
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