dear lord I am unsure of where my travels may lead me. Do i feel desperate. Do i dream?
I dream dreams of death. Perchance after I heal this stress will let go.
why eyes
eyes of silver
slit and sliver run around
anthrope
athropic
miss
what you up to
why eye
drea of death
i cannot find rest
all this electricty
begins
on my knees
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