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The Night is Cold and Passionate


Not everyday is an excuse to create

I’m a man of my word

But not when it comes to addiction

Scum of the Earth

Master of the Universe

Simultaneous presence

Of the incompatible

Which is why each moment

Rips the brain to shreds

The more I feel

The less I know

Until all is black,

Black as snow

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