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Lowercasemmmmmm

Lowercasemmmmmm

the men behind

it’s a dream of an irrelevant nightmare
that sweetness is a forgotten begotten
through black soft sooty thoughts
they cling fast to wounds turning rotten
they do and will forever spill
the grime of a life that yearned for death
after all, what is it that dictates the world
if not the men behind crystals and meth

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