You are who you are, all that’s left is to discover it, seeds are scattered, DNA imprinted, dolls in a jar, live, laugh, love, your dad and his preferences, bubbling underneath, jealousy, all your desires, and blame for the heavens, why is goth pussy so wonderful, and why do you have to dig to hell for it, a lily's natural environment, the elements drawing lines, asking her to be delicate, such soft petals, youth and old age, the distance may be so far, you and your father, but if the hunger is enough, you can bet the heavens will satisfy it, rape and the strength of your heart, blood and your hatred, but all we have is each other, is it worth it, jump into the abyss, your value and the weight of your life, can you make it through the darkness, the echo of all of you, my lips on your lips, your flower and my mushroom tip, what was I saying, justification for a poet, three shots and a gravestone, the water flowing on the river Styx, ride slow, pay the ferryman, live, laugh, love, let’s hope to god it’s enough, for most, is it a question, lord knows so many are lost, not even caring to hunger for it…

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