our guise is that of an apparition enthralled in
the vanity of self-worship our robe our crown as
much a part of us as the very marrow in our bones
we'll have you begging for your mother in the
morning (we grace you with our presence and then
we curse you for your acceptance) your father is
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call you jane doe, theyll call you jane doe one in
a million one and the same one empty chamber one
less to blame (this is a failing institution and
i've failed to notice) i've learned not to
despise this sentiment complacency invokes
atrophy's embrace and so what if i can't leave
this room that never stopped us before (i've
learned to forget my de