6 czerwca 2014
DEVIL'S REALIZATION
O flamingo, your pink is fading.
Pick up the spirulina, it was caste-based.
It hits there, where it hurts more.
You were chasing, standing on one leg
salt was dwindling in the lake.
The stink unlike you is going to stay.
I am learning the hard way, the
blue island of ice is staying with a thread.
A sweet flesh comes from the mountain from other end.
Whose gold was melting now?
Sucking the milk tinged with blood?
Breasts are shrivelling in monoxide.
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