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Much Madness is divinest Sense—
To a discerning Eye—
Much Sense—the starkest Madness—
’Tis the Majority
In this, as All, prevail—
Assent—and you are sane—
Demur—you’re straightway dangerous—
And handled with a Chain—

Unable to breath
Unable to scream
Lost and trapped
Lost in a dream?

Murdered by love
Murdered tragic
Killed with agony
Killed like magic

Lying so hopeless
Lying unforeseen
Lost in your love
Lost in a dream?

Sadness infected
Sadness it grew
Murdered by love
Murdered by you

I want to **** this fear, butchers knife cut it limb to limb

I want to decimate this helplessness, pull it apart seam by seam bare hands

I want to destroy this desperation, tie the rope and hang it from rafters

I want to manslaughter this conflicted uncertainty, a ****** mess on the kitchen floor

**** them, before they **** me.

"I am alone"

I repeat as I toss the last shovel of soil over the grave of my careless love.

Through his smile
*I see an empty soul