In midnight's maw where shadows loom, I understand your silent scream. The edge of night, a tomb-like room, Where hope dissolves like a fevered dream. In twilight's grip, we face our doom, Eclipsed by sorrow’s endless stream.
Fuck you Anita Bryant. I hope your poisonous heart killed you slowly and painfully and you gasped for breath all day every day.
*Heaven is a peanut farm*
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