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Gravity,
Teach me the ways of retaliation
I'd like every backbiter to know what audience is always priority, rather than the stage.
It All Comes Down to This
Look elsewhere for books of narcissism.
Pride is a trend that is far past swollen.
Death through windows
No longer can I live a life of no control
These stories we've been writing are water thin
It's disheartening because I know that we are capable of vision.
Blemishes are warning so simply concentrate and apple pressure
And its branches will be broken
The city to be punished
So many never listen
And I drown in disgust
When will you ever remember?
When will you realize (that) false statements fall to the feet of dead gods?
False statements fall to the feet of dead gods?
