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WHAT DO I POST... oh yeah I'll do poetry later I LOVE POETRY anyway my wallpaper talkie is jealous of my other apps 😭✌️ rate?... yes Hatred from block tales mention ❤️

Pests in a clique; See me moving like a man possessed, making sick Every unbenighted, uninvited guest, lemme pick ’Cause your lot’s on a list And you’ll rot in the mist; Then I’ll finally get a good night’s rest You’re a cancer, I’m the solution; Death is the answer to your intrusion Rend through the flesh right down to the bare bones; Meat staying fresh… (*And its origins remain unknown*) Just my ghoulish presence is enough to make the critters scatter All thesе foolish peasants will be stuffed onto a silvеr platter Bioluminescence of my facial features fail to matter Snap and crack and pop to stalk, and striking where the blood’ll splatter Most of all, I linger close to maul you When you don’t recall the foe who roams the halls When those movements slow to halt, I howl a broken call I’ll leave your вody in the forest like my name is ####ing ##### ####! Damn, what I gotta say to get a piece of that? Damn, what I gotta do to get a piece of that? Damn, who I gotta slay to get a piece of that? Damn, I’ll keep a fine pursuit to get a piece of that Damn, what a clique, more a herd because you’re all just sheep Make me tick, primal urges when you’re ripe to reap Lemme pick, ‘cause your lot’s on a list And you’ll rot in the mist; Then I’ll finally get some god damn sleep You’re a cancer, I’m the solution; Death is the answer to your intrusion Rend through the flesh right down to the bare bones; Meat staying fresh… (And its motives still remain unknown) Just my ghoulish presence is enough to make the critters scatter All these foolish peasants will be stuffed onto a silver platter Bioluminescence of my facial features fail to matter Snap and crack and pop to stalk, and striking where the blood’ll splatter Most of all, I linger close to maul you When you don’t recall the foe who roams the halls When those movements slow to halt, I howl a broken call I’m only following my instincts, they’re devoured, and it’s all your fault!

officially using this as a bent talkie

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