Wouldn't you like to know. If you recognize any of these folks then you might deduce a simple frame of my being. shes not insane shes gone insane and if the root of silence pulls me off and love is lost not from my heart I sit upon this throne that throws me off and she falls backward to the floor and forward to the back what she says collapses all my truth again shes the one I live for I live alone burns inside horrilbly she lifts me to the spirit burns the darkest hours my corrupt brain is hurting once again the door lies quiet left alone im thinking of her sitting the burning clock of time ..
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