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Cicada
02:45
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The smell of blood floats around my head. You looked so perfect through the smoke your eyes never looked so green. Was it you that night ripping the skin from the back of my neck. Dig deeper now. Down on the floor i can't stand anymore. Where am I going tonight, the ground is so cold. Drink the rain.
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Toba
03:33
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Show me hallways I've never seen. For the first time I saw dead grass. When I die ants will pour from my eyes. If I do survive, things will fall out. We will burn alive, in that room fucked. Spiked rip through, stones crush my chest. In a pile of dead leaves, watch the spiders rot my flesh. With razor blade tongues, I saw them eat her brain.
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S'eance Lowell, Massachusetts
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