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As We Lay Ourselves To Sleep

directed from the point of beginning to our current situation -- oh god almighty, they've let go of the nation. acidic rain spills from the skies, from the eyes of god --creates invisible poison with the intention of murdering upon each breath. [keep breathing] in & out, maybe if i say the right thing the atmosphere will sing & shed the weight of vulgarity. i hope hope isn't hopeless; i pray the day isn't all god has to say.

Copyright © | Year Posted 2007




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