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I saw a star beneath the stairs glowing through the melting walls. Who will be the first to begin their fall? Or will we become one? Am I the star beneath the stairs? Am I a ghost upon the stage? Am I your anything?I saw a star beneath the stairs glowing bright before descent and

Again and again they blend into one, my father the morning pushes through moonlight love. So what’s sleep? Sleep.I’m tired, so tired, but it seems that there’s someone here with me. We are the wakeful, wry, watchful. We’re awaiting.Deathless ones. A story at three with the shrillest of cries. My mind fights with the sparkles

Hear one thousand screams.Hear one thousand voices.A solitary echo.Feel one thousand pains,But one is receiving a bloody invitation. Do you want to feel the warmth?To taste the life, to taste the lifeDo you want taste the life?To taste the life, to taste the life flow?Go, Go Feel one thousand lost,sinking into soft skin.Ingest rejuvenation.One to

Overwhelmed with a deep repulsion for sights seen so commonly, now I have come to be the walking enmity.Assimilate into a culture of post morality, from what I’ve seen, I hate humanity. Rot with repulsion. I’ll write the world a brand new song. Look upon your bleak creation, but is it truly me that’s to

Lie in comfort of sweet calamity with nothing left to lose.Like in the darkness, I’m slowly drowned to sleepnothing left to lose. Three tears I’ve saved for you. I’d retrace the steps that lead me here but nothing lives behind me. So I lie in this field bathed in the light that loves me, with