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The glorious poetic of consciousness
In and broken corsets
Led me to believe I be
All I be outside the military.
Ah, but i didn't want to
For empires in disguise,
Nor no country.
I wanted siege upon of a city,
Become a before the age of twenty.
Aaah, a pity!
I realised, I should've foreseen!
What I could've been, I could've been!

Ah, the tolling that call the minds
To and find the answers they'll forget tonight,
The delight, the sight of empty halls,
Grafittied walls of bathroom stalls,
Create the visions in the stares,
can prove nothing and can go nowhere.
They travel alone,
directions that can never be shown,
But by the many masked of the unknown,
And the surrender to the silent tone.
I could've realised! I foreseen!
What I could've been, what I could've

The conversation,
of the everlasting strangers,
of the crimes,
Protesting sighs beyond their non peculiar
"Women's are misogyny revived,
A brand of just newly contrived"
But I no opinion,
Of new confederates battles to new unions,
Or new religions slaying for dominion.
Let me just concentrate on my first million.
Let me not realise, what I foreseen
That I could've been, what I been!

Ah to the mess of obviousness,
Of the smooth caress and stress of princesses,
I'd my soul to know the cold
Of hands by promises too old.
Oh, but I so easily tell,
my lips kissed the bars of a cell,
Of abundance,
I abandon for a partner in the dance,
Like an old king borders from the Lanc-
Elot of fear that would that king a chance.
To realised, to have foreseen...
What he could've been, I could've been!