power
no urge you have should take over bodies
fire that lights too bright makes us look too dim
maybe im a little under fashioned to make you think otherwise
this cold bade makes me here
makes me exsist only when its in my hand
jot down those ideas that are so horrible the world will disaprove
perfectly on a word
unfinished with a questionable gloss
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