Hidden in shadows of light, when the curtain's pulled
looked at with eyes sayings all, about direfulness
Should have preferred the comfort of nondisclosure
Slayed by pre-existence
Sweetheart, come here, touch me, I'm still me
the making of lies is not all to decline
I've been there
I've touched it
don't neglate my mind, do trust it
what's sacred to you has been put through my spine
Waiting for the verdict inwrought with secrecy
generative thoughts, from another dying bred:
All we see and all seem is but a...
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