The intricacies of my insanity
where the impossible seems three shorts steps to the left, and one giant leap into insanity…
Make me substitute the intent of your significance for the lies that are told, wet lips on a dry mouth, closed eyes in the darkness, poised to be the ending we desired, while lost in the story we did not write, intentions withered, a sacrifice of normality, a sacrifice to late begin, a sacrifice, a circle of completeness, a circle of  descent…
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The intricacies of my insanity 