Some secrets should never be told,
There's one lesson already learned...

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attached...

,
folding over itself...

As I'm staring at the sanded horizon,
With it's pale face of yellow spotted...

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there's a cast of words...

Pure sorrow looming as a brawny cloud,
Beneath skin crawling hints of resignation...

Oh, what sweet Brevity lies between Consciousness...
Filtering with tiny hands the most concealed...

You emerge from things filled with spirit,
a mosaic nightmare...

I'm an eruption of color and madness,
Skating along the brink of sanity...

Our last topic of discussion rests
on my lips like day old coffee...

The belly of the sea lie cold and hungry,
until the creatures were fed to it's whaling...

I wake to feel my body stretched, violently strewn...
"Creep" by Radiohead plays on the...