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We've lost our way.
Our sight of reality has been constrained with oily moans.
The product of our righteousness is the smell of roadkill and incest.
You are mocking me sister, we have no time for this. We must have lost our time also. Our eyes attract insects to our mouths and the upholstery of our throats are swollen, so that the fleas in our heart can fester along the meat of our declining emotions.
Please shut up...
I can already smell the words you are prepared to say, it's as if your disposition is in proportion to the foul stench that seeps from your pours, like an open wound.

Honey, I am of the sea.
I am devastated by the lack of remorse on account of our righteousness.
We, the chosen adversaries, the translucent serpents, sucking and pumping jelly blood on the bloated bellies of the starving.

With not even enough time to love ourselves.
We are less than dirt.

Description
We've lost our way.
Our sight of reality has been constrained with oily moans.
The product of our righteousness is the smell of roadkill and incest.
You are mocking me sister, we have no time for this. We must have lost our time also. Our eyes attract insects to our mouths and the upholstery of our throats are swollen, so that the fleas in our heart can fester along the meat of our declining emotions.
Please shut up...
I can already smell the words you are prepared to say, it's as if your disposition is in proportion to the foul stench that seeps from your pours, like an open wound.

Honey, I am of the sea.
I am devastated by the lack of remorse on account of our righteousness.
We, the chosen adversaries, the translucent serpents, sucking and pumping jelly blood on the bloated bellies of the starving.

With not even enough time to love ourselves.
We are less than dirt.