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CIRCLESDo you know the name of the one you seek?it's a daunting task,to spend the hours,among the crowds,among the cowards,to feel inner-hatred,it's full circle,around,to fit into a perfect t-shirt,see?it's so easy to do!just follow through,and you'll make it,today,my dear,it's coming in a year,almost here!it's like the gods refrain,enough to sustain us,it's all sustained,agony in pain,it's all too insane,prayers for rain,they dance on flesh,it rips what's left,show us,the gods feel,and i will show you pain,disdain,refrain,my sweet,love is sweet,like a flower blooming and blossoming in the snow,you're killing me gently,how fast you people have hurt me,it's all to feel your eyes pierce through me,like a second skin,i coat,the ugly flesh of muscle,only to detest,i hate myself the best,a never ending task,how long will the love affair last?forever i hope,maybe you can read me,but i know who i am,i am the doctor for uncle sam,if only you could see through the looking glass,at the final piece of action,you will know,no better reaction,a fear of reflection,nothing to lose,but loss itself,you'll make me better,in the mourning of the saints,
 
the days past,the fix will never last,the cure comes last.HOSPITALFeeding tubes and bottles,how will i ever swallow?the pill is too big to bear,nothing like the black sky,outlined with an orange ball,in the rise only he would fall,so many secrets,inject the medicine,how complacent i've been,just another day,to me in all,living in this world of plenty,things running on empty,this pack of cigarettes,comforting to me,just as you've seen,a reflection,haunting,delusional scribbles enlighten us all,make or break the ankle,just make the call,it's time for all,just make it smooth,you will see,see,how simple it is,to live in this city,however daunting,this place is cold,there is no warmth here,like a stone fireplace,it's getting old,used and torn,so many have fore-warned,it's time to see,see how it all fits so simply,living on high,it's time to die,isn't it?QUEEN OF HEARTSThe queen has lost her mind,by making games that have no time,everything she says is in rhyme,it's due time,for a cleaning,for clearing out the cobwebs,that are stuck in her head,it's like her bread and dough,all soft and moldy,rotten and comforting,
 
with maggot teeth she says "time to dine","you filthy swine",we all need her,to tell us what to do,looking at the bloody fingers,it's time she says,to start dinner,to eat until we're deformed,another perfect policy on reform!working day and night she writes these things,the bell almost rings,"send them out!",she begins to shout,"it's time to remold ourselves",in her image like paper dolls,in a magical castle,full of surprises,and mistaken identities,how we have forged a way through,to the other forgotten side,leave it all alone,"it will be fine",all refined and wise in age,i wonder how long we have stayed?enough to fill they're soggy heads,crying for laughter,it all makes sense,now that the cows,chickens,sheep,goats,have come home.CONTROLPlaying in a cardboard palace,that was once,refrigerator boxes,rolling on the ground,tripping until there's no sound,just another fantasy,i have filled my belly,with your fancy,just say hello to me sometime,forget the child,just wait a day,like a little puppy,take the child's place,they are so needy,at night i fit the mold,just pray that i finally get old,she looks at the cloth rug,forever in a red daze,filling clouds into haze,it's the ending of days,days go by,i've been watching,the streets are empty with abandon,driving down the last road,
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