Uncommon stares & rain from above fall into our arms. Uncommon stares from the sun for the desolate tribes of old. Three legged race car drivers license suspension due to non payment of ticking tocks and hands eating you. 
Give me freedom from despotic parasites, from those who justify the worst corruption, those who provide protection for the snake in the abyss, keep me far from the soulless and further from the heartless, before I ever return to a shallow putrid image, any untrue self, this I swear as a blood enemy of corruption eternally, this excessive life of overindulgence, in spirited reason, I make no excuses by demanding answers from my environment, I make no insincere version of my truest self for anyone or anything, you make threats of death to hide the truth of your actions, your accusation discovered does me good, for it allows me to step into my crown and crush the disease of mind at present, it exposes your weak will and allows me to practice integrity. I'm happy for you to give me death, Oh Lord... For those once loved having revealed themselves as hollow, the counterfeit shell and drivel they profess requires their removal, my only fear, for ever to in fact displease to challenge, to tear down the hack attached at every slight of hand, the body is a lie, to forget is akin to suicide, I wish you all well, but you are all murdering yourselves. I will not ever hurt myself physically, ever. ⁹.December.²⁰²⁰ charlatans disappear, haarp behavioral fear allowed you to pull up my worst, I only see yours. So proud, so perfect, so plastic, so long. Death is acceptance of an illusory life. If you idiots witch mob me to death by any hand EXCEPT my own, after filling my body with toxicity, for once an absence of label, traded an avatar, you dare judge me while changing to a coward, from 1,000 individuals to one violent mind. Bore, sigh, it's alright, goodbye. You cannot be strong. That's but a tiny bit of why death is nothing to fear from the likes of you.. Step on tapeworms, listen to bedbugs harmonize, not unlike the past.. 

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