a sinister telepathy is screaming at forgotten fears
an exit made of your self-destruction, may your reflection guide the blade.
in your lost code of self knowledge, a mere entrance for evil to enter
the venom is hidden and the venom wears a mask (i serve myself upon the wings
of pains affliction, unto thee). disconnect from my state of being (and
without a trace) it was my soul that murdered yours. that murdered yours.
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