This is the candor that i must concede,
im more diaphanous than i'd like to believe.
damned if you do, damned if you dont
she delivered a punchline,but where was the joke?
it was located right under her hollow chest.
under the affectation that she knew best.
it has the texture of monolith
and the look of purulentus.
this was a warning,that nothing could save us.
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