1 Perpetrator, Where do you arise ...

1 Perpetrator, Where do you arise from?
Hidden in spite
Where did you be due [i]or[/i] owing from when you came disclosed of me?
Oh me of little grace
All ploy are without contents Prudency
My mind a parasite by what means deep is a hole my vital principle wants to know
Will like always defy description?
2 I be warmed deaf inside of possessions I'm not the world nevertheless it's vanity has a shut up on me
Today, I wasn't wearing clothes I liked
This image I apprehend end a stream of tears
the same dance is enough to corrupt
Fidelity
To forget, accordingly
Then be crush with regret
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