Extracts from dark corners 3

“What bitterness a man can consume, before the soured flavour he will become

What hope required to fix the damage, when all is ash in the sight of a Jaded madman”

–8-**-8–

“I stand in a room full of crazies, flames licking at my feet

All the world to hate me and to the night I do flee”

–8-**-8–

“A razor blade to save me, my pain it will bleed

So sign me up for sanity, or throw me in the grave”

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