Citats
He's her mangle in body and eye, a quivering pulp, hideous, and he split
my chosen son. Twin spirits as one. The static zombie makes me to destroy
crawling sparkles, burn set in the dust, sight-sucking sound following in spirit,
hiding inside the pattern, under the atom in the center of his eye.
my chosen son. Twin spirits as one. The static zombie makes me to destroy
crawling sparkles, burn set in the dust, sight-sucking sound following in spirit,
hiding inside the pattern, under the atom in the center of his eye.
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Writer(s): Clover Lewis Lanahan, Luke Eliot Weber
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