Ill.. Ill.. Ill: Ill I

ill ill ill

ill i

my illness separated from i

in | i in i | butterfly pinned high

i luv i

i and i, black the sky

schwartz Himmelkrieger guy

hold my head

breathe for me

eye five, and see the blue

in my backyard mind

it is near to far

i have thee

thy way is thee

thy light is thee

thou art, biology

please, never leave me

unless ye, deity familia art

pissed beyond repair…

good sir knight

good night

you leave not

you are there and here

i still fear

fresh meat

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