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once upon the sea of blissful awareness
i lie in a field and speak to god/godot about the
click clack asphyxiation cut throat cash flow
scarlet shame when each day dark side death
shadows and suicide note sunbeams wish wash
over my face paint hope and hatred i fly i lie i
cry hoarse please get me off this shit shot fucked
up ball of spinning hatred and insanity fuelled by
turpentine dreams and fat cat green chasing ...
Sunday 15th November 2015 2:28 pm
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