i ripened, cold-formed my shapes. i accepted insults to contain myself. my emaciated body is bleeding. but i bleed gold. i cut the tention to pass the time. i put my failures and wrongs into songs. and spit and bleed across the lines. existence on display. nothing left to give. sickness predicted . but there is no other way. to stay sane. they'll never understand it. and i can still hear the children's choir. shoveled into the flames of love's wildfire. anger's ivy overgrowned the throne. while i lived i have been a liar. i enjoy the comforts of lonesome. even when i was younger. you see it in my sunken eyes. my head carried sadness and thorns. and the river cries for my soul. we're all sons and daughters. that laugh histerically at wishes. because the angels will remain silent.
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