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My madness


I shall never be sane
huddled away safely in blankets filled with soft feathered insanity

what I see is truth
touch me with your gentle hands and feel the wonder in my words
they burst from me like flames

name my madness beauty
I shall cover you in it's kisses
love me
let me be


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