I am a renaissance during an age of logic.
My ideas deal in dreams while my dreams lay in waste.
Oh to be king, to be royalty in rags.
My empire of elusive ideals and exclusive misery.
Catatonic I wear this crown,
Moronic I ever thought I could change this kingdom.
Light this candle for my hate,
snuff it out for the love I thought I would have...
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