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i don't mean to harm you
in my presence you don't need to look like a sheep about to be torn apart by a lion
you don't need to treat me like a giant
some like the act, others want to go back
to before they met me
what on earth is this
what on earth is this
something's wrong with you
I'm literally just like you
there's a man in front of the balcony door
AAAHHH
WHAT
THE FUCK
caught my reflection on the balcony door i passed out and they did not
revive me, you know
I'll vault chasms of dry land
Felt a pull one strong, huster pull
Unbolt the book of tumult
Saw what was under now you know what i must do, you know what i must do
Inhale in chasm, I
bound in a leap,
swung my axe cavort
Split the devil infernal
Under his chest
A dugout metropolis, cities mending veins closing
A pain internal
Broke wide open
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