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Another night on the catherine wheel
Drawn a corner
A symphony of shrieks in my head
I court a sure, sudden
But give no
A paper soul the heart from the mind
is the morning, a tenement of lights
Lost inside the
On the floor again with a full of rain
Wander the shadows of shelter and smiles
in a stairwell
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 no brother
Lash out at their smiles and walk in through their
As my knowledge, does the
Split my from past days
In decision, in
In the severance of old
precision, in my silence
I perceive the bitter
Imposition, these young
Withered kisses, or the
we stand
We so still
Indifference, laughter
Bathes the walls of lost home
So futile, all
Affectations, to roam
Ever spinning, actress
blindly to the call
The price, child yet we sit
And watch our private rome
I am not
No, not at all