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honesty
I weep inside the madness
I ache to be so different
I'm often a joke to people
they talk about me where I can hear them laughing
it hurts to feel this lowly
the flow of darkness haunts
it threatens to spill onto my ivory thoughts staining them crimson
I fear inside knowing my soul will again wander away
where she goes I don't know
my body is left hollow
with ghosts taking over my mind
whispering secrets I'd rather not know
into the mists I divine the truth
I no longer believe in salvation
no, not for one like me
forlorn of spirit
the dark speaks riddles
I expect I am the jester
tripping through the universe searching for my real father
surely I'm not related to humanity
I got lost on the way somewhere
taking root here
now I feel what it is to be human
tasting sadness
I know what it is to ache
humility my honesty
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