#° ◌ ﹕ OLD WEST › within whatever lawless territory an outlaw thrives
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#° ◌ ﹕ MISE EN SCENE › thus survival spawns a product of its own environment#° ◌ ﹕ AURA › ink sheds like a stringent veil & in fact leaves behind his underlying scars#° ◌ ﹕ VISAGE › out of fear he changes his colors several times throughout time#° ◌ ﹕ PSYCHE › somehow those follies manage to become far from his foibles#° ◌ ﹕ IDIOSYNCRASIES › some think he’d be smiling even when he made it to hell#° ◌ ﹕ HEADCANON › a memoir burns to bits before it can salvage any meaningful meaning#° ◌ ﹕ ACT i › simpler times are never aware enough to call themselves oblivious#° ◌ ﹕ ACT ii › these newfound grievances will always remain in medias res#° ◌ ﹕ ACT iii › then all that matters is which words will end up being his last#° ◌ ﹕ OLD WEST › within whatever lawless territory an outlaw thrives#° ◌ ﹕ BRBA › he witnesses a form of satan & suddenly thinks he’s high#° ◌ ﹕ WESTWORLD › fifteen minutes of fame maybe he ought to commit a crime#° ◌ ﹕ INBOX › some say it was a crime of passion#° ◌ ﹕ ANSWERED › others say he had been planning it along#° ◌ ﹕ MATHEA MALLOY › a bridge burns better when it’s technically not blood#° ◌ ﹕ JOCELYN MALLOY › even long forgotten a ghost still comes back to haunt them#° ◌ ﹕ MEYER MALLOY › an excuse always coincides with every line of a biblical proverb#° ◌ ﹕ SELF PROMO › just smile politely y’all we’re witnessing mental illness#° ◌ ﹕ PROMO › finally some good fucking food#° ◌ ﹕ OOC › closed captions my beloved
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