thank you for asking

my gold ammunition, — the music
the dealers, — every music platforms

any intrusive thought is liquidated
as any generic of any genre claims

the grim loneliness and sufferance
bleeds only happiness for fear of me

any nightmare is assumed in a flash
of being just a marvelous dream

i'm love, — [thank you for asking…],
i am the antidote to bad friek things

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