I looked upon my right for ever seen blight. walked along roads never leading home. Grotesque is this life for me the reeling madness nearing the end of me. I walk alone inside a home that's made of roads that go no where, but alone.
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From My Left Side
I looked upon my right for ever seen blight. walked along roads never leading home. Grotesque is this life for me the reeling madness nearing the end of me. I walk alone inside a home that's made of roads that go no where, but alone.