The curse,
Is our stage, Court of witless double willing to think heathen's devoted to the religion of no conviction, Their courage compels violence by a disgraceful unnatural creeping sickness against all they disagree with. Thundering emotion nightly terrors haunt the phantom depraved graveyard plots of dead unproven in life hopes, Obsessed pacifist pocket fists save for violent means stabbed out the dreams within themselves...
In lieu of our participation in,
Leaning to lie
To ourselves
Thursday, January 22, 2015
Maleficent Condescension: Paper's Split Edge I
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