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Transient jet lag ecto mimed bison This is the haunt of roulette dares Ruse of metacarpi Caveat emptor....to all that enter here Open wrists talk back
: Now I'm lost last night I heard lepors flinch like birth defects it's musk was fecal in origin as the words dribbled off of its chin it said I
: Transient jet lag ecto mimed bison This is the haunt of roulette dares Ruse of metacarpi Caveat emptor....to all that enter here Open wrist talks
: You've got the lot to burn A shelve of pig smotherd cries Is there a spirit that spits Upon the exit of signs Is anybody there These steps keep
: And there are those who Hadn't found the speaking so wrong Is it wrong Of pavolov lore They ran rampant through the floors Is this wrong Feels
: Clipside of the pinkeye flight I'm not the percent you think survives I need sanctuary in the pages of this book Gestating with all the other rats
: Do you recall it's name As it suggested beck and call This face and heel Will drag your halo through the mud Ash of pompei Erupting in a statues
: Just as he hit The ground They lowered a tow that Stuck in his neck to the gills Fragments of sobiquets riddle me this three half eaten corneas
: You must have been phlegmatic in stature The gates of thanos are a spread eagle wide You let the shutters make sackcloth and ashes Out of a blind
: I've been waiting for so long For someone to Mend all the blame Ive been searching for so long For something to anonymous avenge my name anonymous