21 february 2013
Perished
Instincts no longer control me,
fright can no longer be caressed.
Drink the water I deserve,
desert this garden of mine.
Turn my nocturnal into diurnal
and blind me with your belief,
-that one time entirety will vary
and I will be who I was fated to be.
From this immorality, isolate I
for my powers have perished by.
-Nr.
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