The intricacies of my insanity
where the impossible seems three shorts steps to the left, and one giant leap into insanity…
Silicon silence infested the wooden throne that stood at the foot of my house, darkness red with eyes full of hate ate away at my insides, reveal himself to the burden of a world gone insane with trepidation, fornicate the foreskin of a forsaken shaft, resent the misfortune, break free from the wisdom, suffocate to …
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destilled in the vengeful tree, we sit us three, devotees to a cause that is not real, gimmicks laid forth, masks worn and torn, a memory, a lost translation of a memory, rekindling of a burden, infused, refused, was it important to forget, or insulting that we had never remembered until now? A crack through …
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