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i hate what you have become
and i love what you once were
but both still stay just as vapid
concern for the dying youth

so much time so little words
frayed ends still burn to a crisp
i hope you pity me
you pity me!

chaos is me
ill stay proud
this is me

times up now
light matches.
burn curtains.

oh you
poor you
you could
never
save me

im paranoid as fuck. i swear ill crash into a godamn freight train
life is hard. so fucking what

begging for any sort of understanding
two blank eyes meet under the same gaze
two strange creatures remain under the same light
two hearts pounding for the same kind of torture
two endless rows of mirrors but they share no reflections

share no reflection
microcosms surrounding
grey light shines down on my face
telephone wires hang so far above

okay mom, can we go play with the great Omukade Now?

Of Course You Are An Angel Dear, The Only Difference Is That You Hold No Cosmic Weight

From The Distance Of A Quarter Or A Weather Balloon, A Bullet Train Runs Through Nine People

We, Great Magicians, Decided To Live At This Interstice

We Can Scream Like Wildfires And Dance Like Jet Engines

Hotline Miami Overdose In 30s w/ Jones Mask

Through The Spectre Of A Soldier, A Typhoon Saves Them

Okay, Mom, Can We Go Play With The Great Ōmukade Now?

Your Dirty Paws Scratched At My Thigh

like a skull to concrete

gypsum

excuse me lovers, can  hit the vape?

car crash motif

state of world affairs from a 3rd floor window

transcendental rage

cross my cream and hope to grind

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