i like sin
i'm into reveries
wake me up with a pin prick
a burst of maroon......i'll lick it
i hate science
i loathe philosophy
i revere being debauched
please see thru me
assimilate into my being
it's just so meaningless
i'm so big
........but the universe ain't got a big enough word for description
i'll die young in jest
it'll be plain and the mild catharsis will be my finger salute
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