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• Artiste: New Silent Generation (The)
• Titre: The Misery Index
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Infix a crown of mercy On this bankrupt brow Leave my infantile memoir Poised oh so lovingly On the doorstep of Sweet mother perdition And let the entreating gasps Of this misbegotten tale Purloin saccharine tears From maternal ears Juvenile blood mends My fractured quintessence And fills the cracks Within my dearest casualty But what keeps me From feeling whole again Loving embrace from the seat Of a friend called hate Chokes the life From an already broken form But how can one stray From the only sentiment That ever crossed their way A strained march Breaks into a dire run Upon the sight of A gate leading to Catharsis But on these shattered knees The road just keeps Getting longer and longer (Will I ever Be whole again)x2