The Key
So, this time
Not unlike the last
Is a repeat of before
But new, not the past
Locking Aperture
Ahh, Its here
Legs, Arms, Head
Room of Peers
Warning Shot
It's words are spoken
Take Cover
Magnitude has awoken
The Expression
Choke on it's Unholiness
I have the key
I know the Address
Sometimes i feel
It's Weird
I don't usually
It's absurd, Unnatural
Emotions
How Interesting
Not a game
They can play though
Maybe Create
Just like the Womb
They hold living thoughts
Potential for creation
Haha Ingredients
Pleasure, Pain, Growth
Creation, Destruction, Production
is that what it takes
The End
Not Game Over
Just another new start
Always harder then the last
We know
It's Hard
It's meant to be
This is life
Feel Elation
You've seen again
We're the Key
We're also the Door
Please
Let us in
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