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Nickels is money too

par The Devil Wears Prada

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Climbing into fire, her hands are forceful.
We´re burying earth in earth.
White hands, soft hands: carefully.
This makes no sense.
What´s that sound I hear?
I´m lost in a state of confusion.
Oh ground.
I despise you, but rejoice in your essence.
Envy will cease my sky.
Greed will cease my sky.
"Here´s a farmer that hung himself on the expectation of plenty"
At this time I feel there is no bottom to earth.
Welcome to the museum of the dead; endless gore becomes reality.
Tradition´s dug the grave.
The inferno has commenced
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