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letra de salford - deliluh

the forgotten town was left to the outcasts
early on the minors would go up there on [?]days to catch their breath or a terminal disease if they were unlucky
once the regulars had died off or had their fill, the convicts rolled in, claiming a foothold over this once green landscape seem to [?] at first
shipments of various [?] could be scaled, counted and [?] up under the veil of insignificant surroundings
but eventually, thrillseekers as they were, boredom set in and got the better of them, as the drab and further rundown city’s skeleton was once again abandoned by its hosts
months turned into years and half a dozen seasons lapsed themselves over until the inbreds finally made their move
in a perfect world, societies would function and tolerate a wide diversity of circumstances. but this is by many standards an imperfect world
and imperfections often promote seclusion and general disfunction
but those standards can be blurred within a city sh-ll, like a snail moving into a new home

the block has gone quiet since the [?] have changed
tales of death and conspiracy echoed across the sea
neighboring radio chatter startled her nerves
half sentences and fragmented phrases cut through white static and her vision [?]
memories triggered by the loving photographs on the wall provided a pleading reprieve only to sink her further down into the icy depths of her dark imagination
his smell emitting, his smell emitting, his smell emitting from the lonely rocking chair did not bring them any closer. it only seemed to push him further away
[?] of these forsaken times was incomparable to the relentless strains
livid and harrowing, livid and harrowing she held her belly softly [?] chair with a shaky black hand and wept

- deliluh

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