loveliness of silence
sweet river of the west
for ghost love we are chasing
during this unreasonable exist
forever I would stare
behind this golden scene
visibly my own shadow
sorrowful human being
maybe the meds
intoxicated my brain
or just a little maybe
I always was insane
for now this delirium
this lilyfool possessed
me is passionatly crazy
life isn't a test
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