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People are rendered meat.
Suckle and feed from a cold unblemished bosom.
Your mind detests
to undermine, to underpin
a killing season.
No room for assumption,
no hit or miss.
I spell frequently.
Accrued the seed for my introduction
to sweet self-induction.
But in your defence
we wont persist, dont exist.
Its all pretence.
We teethe for oxygen.
Pass me a portion of.
It needs no support.
Its acting on your behalf,
listening
Abide, Sublime, Reverb and Resonate.
Time pass by its so d*mn menacing!
On separate sides at different ends:
message received message sent.
Break and bind the time we spend.
What you see is what you get.
This is not a rehearsal
for polite lament, youll find its spent.
This is not a rehearsal.
Hold it all in, hold it!