I am awake and I am asleep

I am tormented and joyously

I am bitter wood and I am champagne gilded light

I am past and I am future

I commonly disguised you pain

I cut my Self a thousand pages of mahogany regret...

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The Black Noise

Worship me
No no not idolatry like the wise say you ought not
Such that calls deep fear flight or angst

But in the way the snow adorns early spring mountains like crown...

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The Black Noise