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I could see no nothing, with trillions of eyes on my face!K
The bar tenders!| voice seeped softly into my ears, 
!Hey come back!  Don!|t you want another drink?!?
Unsteadily I limped across the gloomy bar, heading towards nowhere as I recalled.
I was so drunk.
I was drowned completely in my alcoholic dream.
The Blue Skyline waiting for me out on the streets.
!I dare nothing to drive that vehicle man!KNo, no.!?  I whispered to myself.
Tipsy, so tipsy.
Almost like having Epilepsy.
There I was, another drunken man.

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Wandering eyes, lamenting upon the divine!
The Tree of Life.  
Struggling out of a loving hand.
I thought I could stare at you forever.
I did once, but drifted along to never.
The Tree of Life.  The Tree of Love.
I fail you,
I failed your Love.


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A part of you is delirious.  
Total madness, crazy, sick, hot madness.  
Melting down your pretty face.  
Flooded with bumps and pieces of flesh and coarse skin.

You touch your face gently, making sure that you are still yourself!K.. !?
Ah!!? You said.  !? am still alive.  I am!K!?  
But little did you know, while you contemplate on your very own existence, 
two little crows with goats!| horns kept pecking your flesh down.

Yeah, that is what its like to be a schizoid. 

Yeah, that is what its like to be my brothers.  

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1, 2, 3!K4...5.

5 pieces of Polo shirts left in this melancholy closet.  
Some in stripes, some black, some grey.  
Some so dark that I can not even see, are they the fine lines of cotton or nylon?  
I wonder with a sigh.

I turned around in semi-circle.
Clockwise, then anti-clockwise.
I can almost smell his loneliness left behind.
The anger expressed on the wooden cupboards.
6 stains of tears seeped through the rotten chair.

Displaying my very own in front of what is once my room.
My heart is very much saddened.

I guess this is over.  
After 7 years of being in war.

Who the hell won at the end of the day?
I do not know.
For I do not have the heart to care 
Nor do I want to know.

I do not want to know.
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You love me too, yes, but you are about to go insane.
Where will insanity take you, my dear beloveds?
Please do not go too far, for I may never look deep into your eyes again.
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What do you think with those honey in your brain?  
Tell me please, I beg you.  
Don!|t you see that I am puzzled here?  
Don!|t you see?  
I am very confused.
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