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[_soulreaper_]

the clock..fresh in his
mind clouded with grotesque thoughts
of the complete crap

searching all along
the religion of truth through
administration

now to wisdom and
truth i am elected my
pope name will be:pope

of white with buckles and
straps not a pleasure device
at all it keeps me

to dislodge from the
last minute..."like a ping
pong ball in a sea"

my brain it needs me i'm
helpless trapped behind its
walls tearing apart

age as decay sits
at center stage my flesh
is but a little

in life is pain it
levels and crushes at its free
will my doomed fate

maybe if i weren't
lazy i would post a big
fuckin hill to space

and a little less
grind and a little less grind
and a little less

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