Come; See the masquerade dance under the rain With filthiness clung to the helm of her skirt, The wide streak harrowing the downward spiral One for the goons, two for the uniformed guardian. At dawn, we changed our closet, in which we saw hell before death, At noon we naked the masquerade for his […]
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