Precious like the moment before a car crash, brittle became the human being.
Defrost those frozen toes, clean you're dirty wings.
Rub the squints out of your eyes, appreciate those seldom signs.
Foreign in a place of mourn, designated for a sanction storm.
Flowers desecrated in tumultuous porn, scheming from expensive whores.
Uncharted in a reservoir, enslave denounce for something I mispronounced.
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