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at this point, your death is habitual, and it all just feels the same.
i'll forgive you of my sorrows if you'll forgive me of my pain.
i am blessed by your mercy, and acredited by your lust.
your tongue is so decieving, barely worth a measure of trust.
i tried so many times to be the one to tear you down, but instantly.
irrevocably; i became the clown.
monotony is learned,and hatred is an acquired taste.
but, i pray, kill yourself with good taste.





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