‎Saturday, ‎July ‎12, ‎2014

Come save me there is a stranger inside of me
It’s ripping every part in asunder in maudlin
It’s twisting my thoughts breeding in self delirium
I barely caught my dissembled state, please do not betide she
Or in blustery act, I will be the victim of every hysterical crime; seen
Oh experts so called are here for best at using their legal tool
Now will be published my name in noon
As my lovers they fancy it to read them soon
Now irony must it be, as they call evil to my camouflaged goodness too
Or I should convince myself; goodness were victims as they were exiled through


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