I'm the madness.
The damaged soul.
The lost.
The cold.
The young that's old.
The endless tears.
Can you hear the mouth of madness speak?
Listen close!
I'm no demon but close.
I'm the virus, you're a host.
Living on the coast.
The west coast.
The sun shine in hell.
Where fake people be.
Can't you see!
It's a paradise that bleeds.
Blood that has a virus which is I.
I'm the eyes of madness.
The heart of sincerity.
The End
Larry Patterson
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