There's a cry in JulyI can feel the atching pain
Leave me alone,but I do need some company dearOh please
Into a dream one fadesGod! Who will be doneCould a
Foul, subjective thoughts into the airObjective inhale the atheistic breathSlowl
Monks pledge for silenceTo never speak another wordSacrifice for their
Outlook on life manifests it's selfGrievance... the cause of thisLife
They've gone to whateverThey're leaving us behindFloating... as light as
I'm off to an island of my dreams...Far away from
Dear begetters, I'm understandingNot as callous as you fantasizeIf it's
Make the sign of the crossFor a goodnight's sleepThe bible
(2C2H4 + S2Cl2 - C4H8Cl2 + S)Introduced as weapon during
What are they thinking?I can't look them in the eyeMy
Lethargically we drag our feet to the confessionalPoor minds encased
A CHANCE TO make a CHANGEA chance to tell the
Subtle disbalanced liquidityI was sure to be set at easeInstead
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