Remind me, stand behind me, tell me all the whispers from within the bottle.
I'm driving full throttle off the cliffs of insanity.
Crashed and bashed my spirit too much today.
Clap my hands over my ears, I don't want to hear it anymore.
I know the sounds of a battered youth.
The shatter could be heard for miles.
Liquid smiles and paraffin dreams...
The seraphim know my screams so blue.
Screams of agony, screams of sorrow, screams of horror over the loss of you.
A.J. Downey
12-20-2000
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