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Bringing Home The Sheaves
Letting no deity be my sobriquet's discombobulation
leatherbound in discrimination of my promiscuity
as the shadow of the guillotine rings my neck
and swan song as I listen to the blues in my
antebellum ring down the chandelier of decaying
flesh in the bloody waters of Antiedam giving rise
to the haints and the undead letting no deity
be my sobriquet bringing home the sheaves
leatherbound in discrimination of my promiscuity
as the shadow of the guillotine rings my neck
and swan song as I listen to the blues in my
antebellum ring down the chandelier of decaying
flesh in the bloody waters of Antiedam giving rise
to the haints and the undead letting no deity
be my sobriquet bringing home the sheaves
Published 8th Mar 2023
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