Sailor, I can see the worries unfold in your eyes…
Rough waters rule your golden river of lies, loud rings untrue winds…
My captain, you must be the one to see it through…
Sirens do not show what is true…
Divert course, manipulate your direction…
Failure is not an option, it is your head that is up dissection…
-Madamchryzl-
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Rhymes, Writings, and Confessions to Small Crimes 
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