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6月3日 What do you have to say for yourself?The more I see of you
The less of you I see
Your face is a blur
Your image obscure
Your essence empty
As a crypt
In a midnight rendezvous
Your emptiness bleeds the soul
As a whirlpool draining
Into the unknown abyss
Underground carrying
The excrement
of wasted life
Humanity rejects you
For your sinful deeds
Your ugliness is bared
Your feeble attempts
To hide betray you
At every turn
Your disfigurement they see
As the stuff of nightmares
Horrific in all its shame
Mothers hide babe's faces
To protect their innocence
Run...hide your
Montrous self
Begone
What do you have to say for yourself? |
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