Expressing myself on verses
Dial up words but they're not in service
You in your after life fitting in hell perfectly
Secret service insurgents observe me nervously
Service the discursive lurkers in the furthest mergers of a scary circus,
Bastard, hap hazardous track master, put a beat on and words become lavishly crass daggers/
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