Chapter 8: 3AM

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sea anemones, stuck on pheromones

can't get up, got some bad luck,

gonna phone home,

pick up the phone

miss all my friends, I wish I was dead,

fell in love with sewers

wish I was one instead,

all lies in the matter are energy,

I lost my pedigree,

poison the waters,

it never seemed important.

incoherent ramblings, full suit, retardant

a flash of light,

a flick of life,

no matter what we think of,

it matters slight,

nothing did

nothing will

Incoherent ramblings

sounding like a spill,

oil like fibers,

stick like fighters,

aim for the head,

called my kid, Kuiper.

falling off the deep end,

going insane now,

bouta Shoot Me in the head,

gonna fly away now,

it's like a song with no beat,

no dick left unbeat,

funny dick line to make it matter,

laugh at my jokes, what's the matter?

 spirals and spirals go around my head

darkness consumes all of it instead,

I drown in fear and my insecurity,

I lost my sense of self,

who am I?

who are we?

why does it matter,

why do we ask,

 just let live and let it last

 I don't know what this is,

it sounds like a metronome,

I lost my shit, fuck I need a memo.

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