Interesting marks upon my arm
Nothing natural or sane about it
I feel my madness take over my charm
The veil of reality is now split
None to others, but to myself grievous harm
My brain sharp, like the knife which iv been slit
My brain and emotions are torn asunder
All I can do is lay down and wonder
Jul 28, 2010
Jul 28, 2010 at 11:02 PM UTC
Interesting marks upon my arm
Nothing natural or sane about it
I feel my madness take over my charm
The veil of reality is now split
None to others, but to myself grievous harm
My brain sharp, like the knife which iv been slit
My brain and emotions are torn asunder
All I can do is lay down and wonder
One octive ottava rima
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