Messages

When I think
What I had
When I was behind those closed doors
Now I see all my sadness
Left amid my torrid adore

When I was just a lad
Heard of true love just in folklore
Now I see just the padding
Behind hospital doors

Lost in numbers and adding
Messages from the Great Omniscient
What else can I say?
There has NEVER been more...

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