Words spoken from a silver-tinged mouth. So easy to do the looking down when you're permanently
entrenched on higher ground. Say these words, cut this skin, sharpen the teeth and i'll bleed. As if bleeding was even enough for you. Turn me away, i'll laugh. Wrapped up, packed, and on the path
I made for myself. You can count on that and ascend, with the pleasures of always being in the right. Burn your name, and who you represent, and what you stand for. Erase the pity signals, shave the meaning away, and destroy the message you always scream so loud.
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