permanent blue
a permanent kind of blue, takes host inside of you, it grips the spine and twists, and nests where it sees fit, the tears will only feed, your delirium machine, as your god falls fast asleep, and dies in the dream, pollution of paradise, you'll never see me again, pollution of paradise, i'll never see you alive again, angel grounded by the storm, contemplating her life's work, antiseptic answers ring, esoterically in key, the synthetic everything, that breeds and comes to be, are the perils of the deep, in the opiate sea, passivity will only lead you, to the mouth of tragedy, pasivity will only lead you, to the mouth of tragedy, pollution of paradise, you'll never see me again, pollution of paradise, i'll never see you alive again, pollution of paradise, you'll never see me again, pollution of paradise, i'll never see you alive again
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