you lose

free on, from your genocide of lies
free on, from your genocide of lies

pretty crack of a smile
dispel your arson
you poisoned pal
you’re poisoned pal
like a latch upon my lamp
kerosene blotch of nightmare

spine fluke of neurosis
you’re better than a sore thumb
you bite with each wound
how thinking defies logic
how reality defies logic
my mind on adrenalin current

you broken butterfly son of a bitch
there’s only me now and I

I’m happy to see you bug eyed surprised
you thought I was tease hell you a freak
sadistic ; me flextastic

getting on an environment of air is fine with me
you stay with your poppy rouge face
in your deal to drown on land

 I am volcanic nebula
I am supernovae gestation

I still am I

Speak yer mind

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