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Come hither reader
Explored the viscous cycle of my thoughts
Uncovered the destructions within my heart
Veiling over sorrow of unknown world
Slowly drifting further from sight
Bullets shot through my throat
Unable to speak the truth of my turmoil
Hefty manacles forged the world of reality
Further drowning deep the inescapble control white lies upon the foredoom birth of a world
Reciting the journey through williow dream and fixed injuries of lost fantasy
No tomorrow agonising the built canvas across the painters chest
Sharpening the carpenter's tools refurbishing the old crafted painters chair
Swinging back and forward through vast pierce of the earth core boiling heart
Lightly raining its sad doom upon my skin floating away the furry of wild fires burning each stem
Swallowing each roots
Now i became unknown
And at last my trip down memory lane ends
Scars my proof
Tears my evidence
Fears my track back
Happiness locked in a box
At last put me back to my place
Hanging down the palace walls
My strings playing his rhythme
Master stopped working his magic
Losing the colours of life
Friendly remark
Placed back
My puzzled world
Falling to place
A las
On display for all to know
For all to hear
For all to feel
Thank ye for your kindness
And pateince
Now our trip has come to an end.

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