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in this conjegated valley of pain i see only faces with x's over their eyes.
accepting common knowledge that to gain warmth cold flurries are intact. serrated and shipped to all who search for truth. blinding rays of sunshine. to blind you for staring. to blind you for caring.
searching for the comfort from the most close. gaining it from the true. gathering with the "true's" to attain happiness and set out to shred lonliness to the darkness.
vultures smiles and wolves on the prowl
giving out false messages to pull you closer...and closer...closer
to crush you...
smiles backed by the anger of ancient rome. same concept and theory disperced into the hearts of explorers.
a water of black fear. calling for you to, turn around. end this trek. nothing is worth the torment of right now. the bitter cold mixed with the promise of living out this corrupt world alone. with beauties only asked to shed their skin since underneath so many a monsterous liar lives within. top layers formatted fraud to dispense to lie to the good. when the heart is the driving force they strike to kill with no remorse. as if somehow they can see your vulnerablity and thirst to vanquish it from you.
a somewhat systematic looking cloud set above head. pouring down painful memories brought from suffering by a love. tears of sorrow told shall be gone tomorrow. this point of no return where lies will never justify a prize.
the blinded millions disagree
as if all that matters is on the top level.
free me.
caged by the so called perfectionists inperfections.
accepting common knowledge that to gain warmth cold flurries are intact. serrated and shipped to all who search for truth. blinding rays of sunshine. to blind you for staring. to blind you for caring.
searching for the comfort from the most close. gaining it from the true. gathering with the "true's" to attain happiness and set out to shred lonliness to the darkness.
vultures smiles and wolves on the prowl
giving out false messages to pull you closer...and closer...closer
to crush you...
smiles backed by the anger of ancient rome. same concept and theory disperced into the hearts of explorers.
a water of black fear. calling for you to, turn around. end this trek. nothing is worth the torment of right now. the bitter cold mixed with the promise of living out this corrupt world alone. with beauties only asked to shed their skin since underneath so many a monsterous liar lives within. top layers formatted fraud to dispense to lie to the good. when the heart is the driving force they strike to kill with no remorse. as if somehow they can see your vulnerablity and thirst to vanquish it from you.
a somewhat systematic looking cloud set above head. pouring down painful memories brought from suffering by a love. tears of sorrow told shall be gone tomorrow. this point of no return where lies will never justify a prize.
the blinded millions disagree
as if all that matters is on the top level.
free me.
caged by the so called perfectionists inperfections.