Blue walls, wood doors, shouldn’t call

Shuffling blank space 

Filled out my mind

Maze and stars gaped

Fluid acrid staples 

Bodies fell on Naples 

I’m done trying for empty beds

I’m sure they’ll heat the songs 

Pallid gentle gongs

Such blue walls

I’m sinking in wooden doors

I’m drinking my day 

Winning lace

Crumble the craze

Apples drowned in plague 

Ringing ringing gongs

Shouldn’t call 

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Maliciousness Deliciousness 

Chewing the beastly buckets of chicken 

I’ve never not been written 

My opinion I consider to be a worth more than life

I say it once, I say it thrice

I’m partial to a cash filled life

I don’t really care, if you haven’t got any clothes to wear

I maliciously deliciously chew on every bone, till the marrow shows

I’m never going to keep quiet about who I think you are