HER LOVE THE VERY SPLENDID SWINDLER a poem from SUITE: LSD, Acid Poetry by satnrose



as for the growing of the angel because of me I have remembered what
we once were as for tonight warm her happiness in order to do so when
the heat which hires me believes it is her love the very splendid swindler
and you think you manoeuvre but that that we would like to develop is
just behind the door in order to bring you to me you think of us as one
whose tonight is close to the center and the spark of me who removes
the day which is so placed in a small place where you should investigate
the desired darkness and you would like to observe that when the angel
comes to do before I have informed before and make because what you
feel me to have done who I am done and fade and be done and when I
enter the gate and they open for us then simultaneously we are allowed
to leave and if it is indeed possible to come accompanying each other as
it is then permit tonight and tonight it dies because those who you think
that we are are only a few and those who think who shout who thought
that they knew what we wanted but that which we want could have been
a life of slavery and so I give up what little soul I have left for freedom




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