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THE SKY iS BLACK AND SO iS MY SOUL i SLEPT iN A COFFiN TO FEEL SOMETHiNG THEY SAiD “YOU’LL BE OKAY” — THEY LiED i WRiTE POEMS iN BLOOD ON THE WALLS LiFE iS JUST A GLiTCH iN THE MAZE OF SORROW

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i BURNED MY HEART TO STAY WARM THE ASHES OF MY HOPES ARE iN MY TEACUP EVERY LAUGH iS A CRY WEARiNG A MASK MY REFLECTiON DOESN’T EVEN RECOGNiZE ME THiS WORLD iS A PRiSON — MY CELL iS COMFORT

▲ CAPTURED iN A MOMENT OF SELF-DECAY ▲ THE LAUGHTER OF GHOSTS WAS MY ONLY SOUNDTRACK ▲ EVERY FRAME A SCREAM NO ONE HEARD

RiSAZATVORCHESTVO iS NOT MASTURBATiON BY "PERSONAL OPiNiON, iS ABOUT A TOOL FOR PERXEPTiON SURGERY.