A voice speaking haughty and blasphemous things
A slow drip infernal paraphilia
Temporal madness and prophetic dreams
A batch without leaven
A paradoxical impossibility
My favorite flavor
To be used correctly
The conclusion staring at me,
It looks me in the eye.
foregone and obvious,
cripplingly inescapable
The future's jaws hang open
Gleaming razor teeth
The maw of hell
One foot in front of the other
The slow march of moral decay
A parasitic twin
The yielding of easily charred flesh
To the fire
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