Hand me the pipe, Honey. I need to take a break from the toil of failure I need to spray glitter over my wounds and imagine myself being a lonely star in a sky filled with broken christmas lights. ¿Are you there, my love? I seem to be slipping into sobriety...

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Poor little fuckers, what a sorry pair Had their lives stolen, but they didn't really care Poor little darlings, just your ordinary folks Victims of the system and its cruel jokes Crass- Systematic Death Hand me the pipe, Honey. I need to take a break...

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Recuerda la mano de tu padre hurgando tus entrañas revolviendo las masas de tu sexo casto. Recuerda su lengua escupiendo ácido su miembro asfixiándote condenándote a la penitencia silenciosa del placer impuesto como un clavo sobre una cruz mutilada. No...

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