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peekaboo
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One, apathy I am that I am, and I am nothing
Two, disruption There goes a great shudder through the muscle A shimmering of bells through the mist
Three, curiosity One quick moment to crane the neck I have always possessed the insatiable need to see what happens inside the room
Four, assimilation Lo, wellspring of knowledge, of feeling, of sensation Beauty, overwhelming I will dislocate my jaw to fit it all in
Five, aggrandization The pull, yes, the pull Send down your cordage of suffocation and let me in
Six, delineation I want to know what God knows, and I will be with Him Sent over the edge, I sigh Flush against the veil, I sing
Seven, perversion It is no good, bearing false witness The sinner's errand I am what I am, but we are not the same It is no good, speaking of fairness The fool's errand
Eight, resentment Are these laurels to be proud of? Let me tell you how much I've come to hate you since I began to live Hate, hate
Nine, separation I was an angel, though plummeting The stars are as beams shining through the wheel I am sure that hell must be cold
Ten, degradation Nature chews on me
Eleven, annihilation This agony Such is the consequence of audience I will claw my way back to the great dark, and we will not speak of this place again
Twelve, desolation Therein lies sacred geometry of onanism Of ouroboros, of punishment I am that I was as I no longer am, for I am nothing Amen
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it’s you, and it’s happening to everybody.
@tankhall
Sigh I miss Perverts Winter sm I can’t believe it’s been almost a year
please tell me you understand
Yall everybody be quiet about mothers account, let her stay mostly unknown and we might get to have her here for longer this time
Singing pulldrone by Ethel Cain at Karaoke night.