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Another night on the catherine wheel
Drawn a corner
A symphony of resounding shrieks in my
I court a sure, death
But give no
A soul tears the heart from the mind
Searing is the morning, a tenement of
inside the attic
On the floor with a head full of rain
Wander with the of shelter and smiles
Bleeding in a
Fever-staggered steps and a so dry
liquid words collapse
Blind and sirens
years of night time and a heart made of tin
Allow your sympathies the of a table
I recognize no
Lash out at their smiles and walk in their eyes
As my knowledge, the knowing
Split my being past days
In decision, in
In the of old ways
With precision, in my
I perceive the still
Imposition, young calling
Withered kisses, or the
Together we
We so still
Indifference, laughter
Bathes the walls of lost home
So futile, all
Affectations, to roam
spinning, vile actress
Answered blindly to the
The price, child yet we sit
And watch our private fall
I am not
No, not at all