The parallels in visage are uncanny and distinct, are you present? nThis apparition grants me with a synapse of distraction since your passing. nAs particles of light protrude from fixtures that can't harness them, the sobering flood states the thesis. nShe was just a substitution an a carnal desecration, endermining us with gilded remedies. nThis amber casing hollows out as shame pours down my lurid throat nand chokes he conversation in its slurred lamentations. nOn this counter I will spill the toxins flowing through my veins ninstigated by their oppressor shattered violently in revere of your name. nnAs the stern progresses onward the fog is blatantly apprehensive. nThe air is thick of cyanide omitting from the freshly surfaced corpses. nThis voyage is a standard change emplyed to decoy apathy and lack of aspirations in the wake of your affliction. nAs the binary encryptions send their demons toward the morbid sails nthe table top is covered up with wax as candelabras mourn. nThis hull is now a sanction and your wailing echoes are haunting this derision of a lover. nIn this sequence I am complacency. nThe winds have subsided and this vessel is a stagnant beast ncompounding the saturation of your violent voice! I am defeat. nnThe stale air screams the tragedy.nThe stale air screams the tragedy.nThe stale air screams the tragedy.nThe stale air screams the tragedy.nThe stale air screams the tragedy.nThe stale air screams the tragedy.nThe stale air screams the tragedy.nThe stale air screams the tragedy. nnThese principles are worthless. nThis fortitude has ended. nI'll paint the walls with life giving provisions. nThis pistol is high treason, this pistol is safe haven. I'm coming. nThis corset seems predestined, to violate my shamed paradigm. nI won't fail you. These relics are a surgeon: these willed devices left me alive.nn[Did you feel my presence when your mirrored countenace became unkown to you? nThis tragic fix lacks the warmth you've so long desired. nThis pale night lies.]