BRIBE the future with your
thunderous WORDS, this is no
accident, so stand up strait
and dont stutter your pagan
words.
ONE false move,
ONE brief rain,
ONE more wailing,
and ill take the love away.
BRIBE the future with your
thunderous tears, let the water
from your soul burst open, let
these tears clean and save you.
let love finally, , complete you.
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