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| Trismegistus by Major Organ 10/26/2022, 7:57pm PDT | ||||
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| Somebody's gonna get hurt, somebody's gonna get hurt
For I maximize my own liaisons Both Hi-Fi gods who try so hard to make their cars low to the ground Drink away the part of the day that I cannot sleep away Dreams of remembering your eyelids I remember your body now You had your cardigan on It was the stars Now these are the seas I dabbled in cryptic oceans For the pleasure was now only half gone Our moon don't move the tides Still gravity reveals your body down Indiana way All Being dead before the bell All Tawdry remembrances Somebody's already hurt Dried apricots blacker with dead eyes Remembering sloshing soundry sands? Right where God intended me to be The cold wind blows. |
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Serapis by 07/16/2022, 12:57am PDT  Trismegistus by 10/26/2022, 7:57pm PDT |
