Dark Seas
Delve deep into the mind of the troublesome.
For you will not find any troubles, but more so thoughts of the lonesome.
For years that could've been,
Or even the guilty pleasure of committing sin.
Deprivation of the mind from the actual is actually quite radical.
For enabling a fantasy to continue fantasy kills the actual.
The dream thus cannot seek substance,
So it claims itself as athe reality in which is of absence.
Yet, to keep sane we try to make adjustments.
However, we can never kick out the thoughts of adolescence.
Delve deep into the mind of the troublesome.
For you will not find any troubles, but more so thoughts of the lonesome.
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