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We swam the furious shallows;
Away from the grey desert of pain and mutilation. Of pain and mutilation.
When the horror is magnified, the body becomes instinct;
Passion, mood, violence, madness. Passion, mood, violence, madness.
We have created an inner infinity.
A Grey desert of the Spiritually Dead.
A yawning pain.
Of terror and fear. Of terror and fear.
A box containing a record of the terrifying everything;
An infinity.
Only in the shallows; Only in the shallows:
The awkward geometry of Self-Mutilation.
I am Furious for Pain.
Of terror and violence and madness. Terror and violence and madness.
Until it disappears into Instinct;
Passion, mood, violence, madness. Passion, mood, violence, madness.
We are drowning in the shallow waters of a sea becalmed.
A mirror of my dying self. Mirror of myself dying.
Into the interior. The dead eyes. The interior. Beyond the dead eyes.
Everything that is pain and mutilation. Is pain and mutilation.
The world dies over and over but the skeleton dances on and on;
Is here. Always here, is here.
The silent control; Love is a haunting needle hole;
The awkward geometry of addiction.
The world becomes a mirror of your pain. Is the mirror of pain.
Pleasure dies over and over again;
Love is a haunting of silent, helpless suffering;
Passion, mood, violence, madness. Passion, mood, violence, madness.
Into the mirror of myself dying. The Mirror of myself dying.
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