Me Myself and You
So this is me. ?
The one in that coffin down there?
Still breathing.
Blood like roses
like ice
what have I become?
Mmm.
Man what a view.
Beautiful. Misunderstood.
Minus beauty .
I can't say I am.
The whispers.
Ringing in my ears.
No use in trying to shut it out.
To try and shut it out.
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