Introduction

 

Thank you for visiting my website. I am adopting this portal to express a whole range of profound viewpoints based on my unique and diverse experiences. All the views expressed herein are based on my perception and in no way represent a qualified indictment of any person or organisation (bar the Police). I trust you will enjoy the diversity and frankness, that I have employed to demonstrate a bizarre outlook on this exitium existence we call life.

 

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I hurt myself today, to see if I still feel, I focus on the pain
the only thing that's real, the needle tears a hole, the old familiar sting
try to kill it all away, but I remember everything, what have I become?
my sweetest friend, everyone I know, goes away in the end,
and you could have it all, my empire of dirt

I will let you down, I will make you hurt

I wear this crown of thorns, upon my liar's chair
full of broken thoughts, I cannot repair, beneath the stains of time,
the feelings disappear, you are someone else, I am still right here

what have I become? my sweetest friend,
everyone I know, goes away in the end
and you could have it all, my empire of dirt

I will let you down, I will make you hurt

if I could start again, a million miles away,
I would keep myself, I would find a way 
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