January,7,2004

Daniel Morin 1975 (Manchester)



I'm  withered and dark without a spark hidden lies hidden  eyes in what sane sanity  is it for free me from the cure .empty fables chant in my head i lie there wishing  i was dead the consequences of thought a passion  of protest i agree. Nothing feels right within  me quite the words riddled there emptiness  lies in despair glued to what a cube of glass flooding in is a past   silence the abyss of thought:
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