this isn't about life and/or death
it's about quality of life for death
it's about my deviancy for feeling alive:
.first time.
'tis but a scratch, but it tasted so good
and I felt so red
and this electric reality spread through my nerves
you don't like it when it's red stripes
and washed away with salty rivers and screams
and beaten breasts
and torn scalps
if not that, then this
cl0ck
it's about quality of life for death
it's about my deviancy for feeling alive:
.first time.
'tis but a scratch, but it tasted so good
and I felt so red
and this electric reality spread through my nerves
you don't like it when it's red stripes
and washed away with salty rivers and screams
and beaten breasts
and torn scalps
if not that, then this
cl0ck
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i have missed you my friendly neighborhood
pirate
nice drawing of your head