I cannot hurt any-more,
the bashing,
and the teeth
that
no...

There's no paradise.

I get sickened
of the type
of I can't
get
the
flick
of the salvation
lift my anchor......

No,
there is no,
flick of

Let it be,
memories

I won't
look behind
that door.

Let it go....
I'm harmless
of
a concision
No,
a true clown
Enduring


I already have.