The memory of the bruise induced the need
the need to
The day came down, through the roof
On a bed, lowered
Come on fat man with your cold glass eye
Leave, i
Furious Bloom
I need you in my room
Curious tune
that brought me
why does it feel like the hole never heals
why is
awake,
and then you levitate
it makes you accelerate
out of your sleepy
The night left you dirty
a grudge your hangover
First day back
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