Peel down my cone,
Paint over the the roads,
Plaster your vicious tones,
Pamper not, the others throne
Shun me to silence,
Set forth the path of blindness,
Sac away my fine sense,
Slumber not in darkness
Cluster us into the pens,
Cut me of my untold sins,
Call upon the last of friends,
Catch me through the foggy lense,
Crippling to an end
-Jasmin
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