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.
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