Worn and suffocating, a pillar of human madness, a throne of perpetual silence, wisdom comes and goes, words lose translation, dangerous agendas hidden from myself, a mirror reflection, a photo kept, I asked the question with words unrelated, the kiss upon thy forehead, sedation, kindness, asleep at the wheel while the driver keels over, an older man takes over, his wickedness worn like clothing, no choice, no regrets, a window in the soul of madness..
The intricacies of my insanity
where the impossible seems three shorts steps to the left, and one giant leap into insanity…
This writing is absolutely epic!
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