Stare into my heart With rays like razors Cutting my eyes into half And see these depths in devastating order When transgression is reached There is nothing I cannot see, nor hear, nor feel And my body is closed to the foreign void of reason As if I’d never be part of what is called „state-of-the-art“ Let us cease to exist when we hear your voice Let us cease to exist when we […]
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