*Manet*
Tristesse
Words
Catch
In
My
Throat,
And
I cross
Out
What
I just
Wrote.
Pretty
Paris,
City
Of
Art
And
Grace,
Struck
In
The
Face
Without
Pity
By
Godcrazed
Scum
Who
Then
Blow
Themselves
To
Some
Imagined
Kingdom
Come.
Behind
The
Masks
And
Black
Clothes,
No
Human
Soul
Can
Repose.
If
There
Is
An
Allah,
Then
There
Is
A
Hell,
And
That’s
Where
They
Will
Forever
Dwell.
Words
Catch
In
My
Throat,
And
I cross
Out
What
I just
Wrote.
Pretty
Paris,
City
Of
Art
And
Grace,
Struck
In
The
Face
Without
Pity
By
Godcrazed
Scum
Who
Then
Blow
Themselves
To
Some
Imagined
Kingdom
Come.
Behind
The
Masks
And
Black
Clothes,
No
Human
Soul
Can
Repose.
If
There
Is
An
Allah,
Then
There
Is
A
Hell,
And
That’s
Where
They
Will
Forever
Dwell.
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