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Shiver and acquiesce to the asphyxia

Taste the contrast of metal on moist flesh

Home is a very fluid concept right now

But it feels something like the underside cut of your cunt

I've been pulling hooks from my spine

Inducing a heightened suggestibility

Symptomatic of a far more malevolent hypnotic episode

This chemical imbalance is making for one hell of a toxic suicide

Minutes pass

Silence and screaming

Drawn out of nothing

I will find the words

A shot of adrenaline dreams

Flying higher to my kingdom of ruin

I, the fallen king,

Overthrown from the throne

Is this the way out

Or is my soul unfixable?

Rage comes in many shades

The texture is the fabric of my investment

And I will not be dissuaded!