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- they won't ever forgive me or will i not forgive myself. i made a wish upon a falling star and it brought me nothing but misery.
- the machine hungers
- fed by booming shots
- and blood
- and luck
- it is fed constantly
- it's chewing, metallic and vile
- and still it brings more comfort
- then the dance of hell below
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