ᅠᅠoh , who is 𝗵𝗲 .ᐣ

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the stone , still there , silent and reaching up for the blood that walks . no dreams with the cord cut . you sell it .

what will we do with the drunken whaler , early in the morning . feed him to the hungry rats for dinner , early in the morning .

they butchered the deep ones here , breathing in the rich stink of their enchanted flesh .

but the following contraries to these are true .

there will come a time when we must part . i only tell you this , in the hope to make easier our farewells .

you told me to love you and i did — traded my emotions for a contract to commit .

page of wands .

eight — strength .

and if he was wrong about you , then he was wrong about me .

no peace , no peace , no peace in the contract , anger to co—pilot you .

it’s the veil . it wants to be back , but it’s trapped on you . i don’t know how to help .ᐟ

every time you pop off , they hopin’ that you fall hard . they prayin’ for the death of a rockstar .

how do i get away with these things .ᐣ.ᐟ

seven — the chariot .

everything i couldn’t save , buried down , still half alive .

she knows too much . destroy her .

you do know james burton , the one who published the reminiscences .ᐣ he made tons of money through that single book . i should ask for some royalties , it’s all about me after all .

he sounds right again with the chains in place , but the music makes him sad .

yes , yes , it’s me , autographs if we survive , yeah .ᐣ

seven of pentacles .