whoa to wickedness

[psychonaut]

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woe to the suppressor of my dreams
woe to the demagogue who hungers for 
irrational human supposition
you condesate power
into a sickly saccharin sludge
and you spray it upon me
and it eats me
but woe to you oppressor
because awakened in me is the drive for freedom
and I will turn your poison back against you
and I will laugh
and you will corrode
like a rusty hinge in
a warm ocean spray



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whoa to the suppressor of my dreams
whoa to the demagogue who hungers for 
irrational human supposition
from which power is photosynthesized
and sprayed back upon me
like a cancerous toxic waste
and it eats me
 but whoa to you oppressor
because awakened in me is the drive for freedom
and I will turn your poison back against you
and I will laugh
and you will crumble like a thousand
pillars made of sand