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Nostradamus's
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Mr.
T vs. Marilyn Manson
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Heaven is an endless sea of gasoline
liquid tethering hands
one sense, peaked, unwavering
educated by the bliss of fumes
,whom are lethal as water's.
you are no man, woman, child
you have no need, no need to need
you are fed nothing. inhibit nothing.
a face is a face.
you create no complications
"Hell's not much different," lied Jesus christ
Lucy then embellished on a tale:
"my space is nearly the same.
all senses pored and palpable.
remains still the smell of gasoline,
just as discernible
as someone lights a cigarette."
Prepare yourself for H e ll
as you walk outside your morning door.
few things are more for sure
as new things are neccessitised
to forget the ones from before |