Beyond all this
Are we too angry? Independent?
What's the world if it isn't failing?
Falling apart down twisted
Circling
I'm learning from the madness how
Just to be mad enough
to keep it burning
Keep on hurting
Beyond this universe is a will
do I want there to be?
Then there's a Way
A way to be, to know to end this farce:
everlastingness, dischordant harmony.
In all this madness,
is there really room for me?
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