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Heartless Tinmen the pages surely spoke of those self make machines, with no oil for others, nor caring it's the age of dog choke God, sadly ..

The Years of Decay the young had their funday uponthe blurry sun they'd play, as no magpies did swallow, nor follow, and the course was set, l..

Rocks, Papers... Collusions drawn to the rock as course of collusion, meanwhile, you'd pawn all the stocks, watching them crash into heated il..

The Pain of Motherhood so spirited by way of death for the lifeforce had traversed, tears were born of salty earth and empty breast soon distr..

The Sun Never Lies rise up crops of the earth awaken all the small seeds, seeing is believing, for the sun never told a single breathing lie....

Collecting the Underbelly seperating the dark from light although washing neither away, the hands are still allbloody and rusted while the fin..

Trading Legs for Wings whom among us has known the butterfly and his plight, ashis morphing came with much toilings but he now knowsof such so..

Rusty Blood Drownings knee deep in thisrust-hazy-blood, it's the thick of it, such drowning the war machine marches onward, all atop the shatte..

Lastnights New Regret (Seeing Clearly) taking that last drink won't offer much relief forthis haze fades in due time and whenthe mirror stares..

A Call to the Burning don't go talking within my ears aboutthose burnt out mysteries, because I've heard it callso clear alltheselearnt doubt..