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shes out persuin her new moons
a nocturne void destroys the room
ive grown accustomed to this tune
where the twistin vines + absent time
seems to compliment the gloom
i wanna batten down the hatches
make a happy mindset last
oh i remember just in patches
its all a blur the dreams obscured
like a soggy book of matches
ive tried to publish empty pages
find some joy in fits of rage
im just a pesticide parade
an abominable carnival
burnin down the centerstage
ima scatterbrained conductor
without a single stroke of luck or
peace of mind ive tried to fuck her
where eons fly + feelins die
+ i left her there to suffer
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