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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