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this is fucking stupid
lethargy digs its nails into my skin
my shirt is torn and I cannot afford another
lethargy draws blood and starts to tear muscle
my back is prepared to carry a cross to no glory
kill me after you fuck me or before
I don't care so long as my flame is extinguished
perpetual night choking me without any erotica
somebody waiting for Godot promised at least an erection
but I am flaccid and fleshy and false and far removed
from any vitality or viripotence, just the violence of viscid
sperm manifest as degraded humanity forced to endure
what is impossible to endure -- the paroxysm of paradox.
pull me apart and penetrate my pluripresence despair,
pleochroic bruising from the weight of lecherous self-hate.
my shirt is torn and I cannot afford another
lethargy draws blood and starts to tear muscle
my back is prepared to carry a cross to no glory
kill me after you fuck me or before
I don't care so long as my flame is extinguished
perpetual night choking me without any erotica
somebody waiting for Godot promised at least an erection
but I am flaccid and fleshy and false and far removed
from any vitality or viripotence, just the violence of viscid
sperm manifest as degraded humanity forced to endure
what is impossible to endure -- the paroxysm of paradox.
pull me apart and penetrate my pluripresence despair,
pleochroic bruising from the weight of lecherous self-hate.
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