“Death is a skipped meal compared to this”

I know I shouldn’t and I can’t I can’t just sit and write all day

With the sun shining like the tail feathers of the male peafowl I can’t just

Ignore

First, first a little doomforthegloom so they won’t be so lonely, the wraiths walking the railroad tracks up and down looking for redemption

Because redemption don’t give a shit

Yeah, it is just abyss after this

If you don’t have now, you have nothing, let alone REDEMPTION

Redemption was the fingernail tracks that stung as the cold air dried the sweat on your back

And remembering redemption doesn’t bring it ‘round again. Because if you don’t have now, you have nothing.

So I can’t sit and write all day

I won’t.

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