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Come down on me, my sweet
milk from that withering breast
Come on me, my sweet angel
Poison milk that withering breast
Your mask is
See what beneath

Porcelain grin is cracking, to uncoil
laugh spreads yawning, black hole formation

Drown and the first real takes hold
Washed in a chill so peaceful, further

his hand and crush it

The of the chasm is infinite
bliss and serenity in drowning