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I swear.
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In Madness of a Dream. living an auto symbolic life,
under the judgement of the jury, hung.
expression is an extension of my subconscious mind coming to light.
strength has a shadow, she's called weakness.
serpent girl, i am coiled to my need for you,
my mouths too dry to kiss
as an ashamed, forsaken, and lamented, broken promise
in this, not getting what you want, abandon, i am
(sorry) to feel left in.
a bare symphony of decay, in which i hollow out
beautiful secrets, i lay.
the cold wind whispers of sickness through my ears.
my ignorance counters bliss,
but all i feel is sadness,
beneath a (weeping angelic: sky)
no one said, that the obvious would be seen as if,
itself.
i swear.
