In the White House her husband was the president
I see the deadliest storm
I feel it's fullest perfection
I hauled my ghost to see
Just how the corpses appear to be
No longer hollow and empty of color
But instead
Light has replaced their misery
And just knowing that i helped to kill
That little part they hated
Was a new world I learned and embraced
So i stopped raving again
And started to break my chain
To escape this wavering reflection
And create a new one
Answer:
C
Explanation:
All the rest engage the audience except for this one.
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