Or what about the oral display we're forced into saying
These horrible praises, I want to portal escape it
Back to the normal forecast for Portland, it's raining
This fragile sense of self is a porcelain casing
We're all fortunate gargoyles beneath embrace of light
But the shade of night makes us race to life
Made to fight. Bad fortunes all my age ignites
It's all rage defined in steps like staging of wine
Mazing my why's.. Moving like that movie Cube,
Changing the sides. This way is benign, fate is just blind.
Guess I'm in it for the long haul & occasional sign
Life's a drug. I take it in lines
Take it with a smile. You know, the fatal design
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"black as midnight..black as pitch
blacker than the soul of the foulest witch"
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