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Madman! He on my shoulder with icy paws and poison claws. Paranoise,
annoys, destroys his and tries to fix them. But his world is made of
taken neatly with a straw, and though he knows he's getting weaker -
he just takes it more and more. Sores are creeping on his skin,
desperation in his eyes. Because he knows he'll never win - he it all.
Surprise! Surprise! Madman's prize in the gutter where he'll mutter
empty threats but I'll pass him on his side - try my hardest to
forget.