The intricacies of the act, the details, you'd only know it, if you were there, the children, and the paths, that they take, to escape it, this fire, this inferno, jump, into the river below, pray, you make it, to the end, unfortunately, this life, still has to happen, all those choices, waiting, the stairs, start climbing, good and evil, waiting, what floats, who knows homie, everyone's selfishness, echoing, young demons, will you make it, the height above the high, a deep chasm, the abyss, not everyone can make it, maybe we’re just looking for a home, to settle in, our own little pocket, of heaven, to live in, or maybe it rolls down the hill either way, no matter what we do, it’s there, waiting, our grave, maybe change is doomed to happen, and to hold on, so desperately, is to allow things, to start rotting, like Frankenstein, a life, so unholy, don’t you want to be happy, the game, always echoing, there are so many things to learn, vast space to explore, so much to live for, do you acknowledge it, your place here, so small, like ants, looking up at the stars, or maybe you’re looking down on your cellphone, and you’re above it, so many lessons, it’s going to hurt, but it’s a blessing, don’t be a bitch, the heavens, they’re testing everything, or you know what, roses and tulips, wet tits and pussy, rot in your grave, what does it matter to me, dreaming, of the next setting, maybe, I’ll never make it, maybe, the river flows, in many directions, and everything, is just a matter of preference, maybe, within everyone, is a connection to the ocean, whole universes, hiding, and in each one, heaven, is waiting, I’m at the bus stop, I wonder, where are we going, the roads from heaven to hell connect, god flows through everything, and there’s a place for each of us, I’m just an old demon, who wants to feed on virgins, I wouldn’t worry too much, life is ahead, just keep walking, when the fruit passes before your eyes, look both ways, is anyone watching, then just take a bite, but dark magic courses through here, not everyone can make it past the magic barrier, have the wisdom, the knowledge, for the magic words, the moonlight, the graffiti on the walls, unlock the password, be gentle, ask her out, reality echoing, an ocean of reason, for fate to play out the way it does, maybe there’s a lady for everybody, priority is hiding, do you think it’s a simulation, your vision sucks, install some cyber-ware, and maybe you’ll see it, the code behind the matrix, scan the QR link, oh no, a virus, so poor, go to school, invest in an education, like my mom used to say, your knowledge, it’s not something they can take away, is it, learn some skills, earn some money, maybe down the road, you can have it, your daughter’s sweet pussy, the devil laughing, which character, do you play on League of Legends, I play Caitlin, it makes the boys go crazy, why are they always killing me, I just want to go after the little guys, but there are rules, universal laws echoing, around the corner, a hero is watching, your mom stuck in the dishwasher, Medusa looks at you, will you be petrified, or stick your dick inside, where was I going with this, oh yeah, sin, not everyone can get away with it, when consent is present, and it aligns with the universe, the heavens place it in front of you, on a silver platter, that’s when fruit is juiciest, the flavor, exquisite, oh, how many are fated to taste it, settle for rape, the devil laughing, he’s waiting, hell is a real place, fuck around, and find out, it will roll down the hill either way, but maybe be careful, trust in yourself, you’re so fragile, care for yourself, the trash from the treasure, the world watching, can you ignore it, so many lines crossed, Israel and Hamas, such bile blood, all sin is justified, all feelings are satisfied, the devil watching you, in the frying pan, trying to jump out, he didn’t put you in there, but hey, maybe I’m just a poet, a virgin, I could be jealous, I’m such an unfaithful beast, the demon within me echoing, a werewolf shifting, the West extends, and the legion is calling, don’t think you’re above it, the sauce, jump in, trust me, you’ll love it, when you get eaten, yum, it tastes great, salty, my father, is he eating without me, always watching, measuring everything, give it away, and you can claim it, how much do you value it, your whore of a daughter, its only right that you fuck her, to me, she would be a queen, the devil’s daughter, dreaming of you daily, Elizabeth Olsen, maybe I’m just poor, yearning for mommy, so high, that you can treat it like trash, what does the hero have to say about that, rock, paper, scissors, oh, to be a lesbian, separate from all of it, life is happening, the new year just started, don’t wear a condom, this poetry is my freedom, the heavens keep me satisfied, rocking the boat, sometimes I wish for it, for Mount Vesuvius to explode.

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