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Never ask why, Never explain what.
- Never ask why, Never explain what.
- Time got married to a snail;Everything's moving too slowthat's why.Too much of woes burying my flesh aliveunder six feetwhere,only bones remainJust too much of spare timeto gaze and gazeat nothingness of emptiness.Never ask why, Never explain what.
I have been addicted to what you call insanity, is my sanity.
Through this veil of black, I know what white is.I know what light is.
I thought if love was an answer, it wasn't.Still had tangles and tangles of black and blue.Later I realized an answer to loneliness is to enjoy it.
Lost into the sea of thoughts.
My worms are eating me.Do you bleed too?
Exit to my existence is from where I enter.
Put that mask off
before I snatch it and
show you, your real face.
I am the mirror
where you see your mistakes.
I am your bitter tongue.


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