Those early rising nights
Remembering her lips so bright
Her tooth like the sweetest marble
Will I ever mourn again her side

No one ever made me feel that way
But sadness took it all away

Obscure landscapes my accomplicies
They watch you while you cry while you sm

Dual personality, haunts me each moment of this lie:
A functional slavery.
Abundant thoughts bring me madness,

And cut deep inside this: my newly turned subconscious mind.

Why is there so much hatred?
When, did it become true?
Why, is this grief consuming me?
This