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Logos of Memories
Too many teeth in this dark empty room
and shadows that creep. “Bon appétit!”
Of broken chains and logos of memories
death's little catastrophe in your peignoir
Listening to the pathos of silent screams
from the boudoir noir sweet divine blood
Holding onto the scurvy of your pale soul
and shadows that creep. “Bon appétit!”
and shadows that creep. “Bon appétit!”
Of broken chains and logos of memories
death's little catastrophe in your peignoir
Listening to the pathos of silent screams
from the boudoir noir sweet divine blood
Holding onto the scurvy of your pale soul
and shadows that creep. “Bon appétit!”
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