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blaCk wave bliss i'd like to sustain soft sOund in the miNd but voMit in the thrOat it's cOld & i'M dying asphyXia of my sOul drowned into deluded disgust my veins are dropping eMptiness eCho into reJeCtion i aCcept yOu i kill myself again & again over & over plundering naked bOdy destrOyed by... Sign in to see full entry.