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Despair in the sanitarium! All lies escape the insane are awake Beyond the locked doors the echoes bounce across the checkerboard floors Sigh-lence, day dreaming, stay screaming Slay on words, motion madness In jest, cyanide suicide happy faces. Hisses of those bearing bloodshot eyes, venomous guise Bystanders walk by, cross the line I stand firm above it, ne'er beyond the bonding I'm bound to the ground crystal, looks back at me in the mirror.
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Dec 2, 2009
Dec 2, 2009 at 11:16 AM UTC
This White Line of Cloak
Despair in the sanitarium! All lies escape the insane are awake Beyond the locked doors the echoes bounce across the checkerboard floors Sigh-lence, day dreaming, stay screaming Slay on words, motion madness In jest, cyanide suicide happy faces. Hisses of those bearing bloodshot eyes, venomous guise Bystanders walk by, cross the line I stand firm above it, ne'er beyond the bonding I'm bound to the ground crystal, looks back at me in the mirror.
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Dec 2, 2009
Dec 2, 2009 at 11:16 AM UTC
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