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Mar 08, 2004 01:35

I need to get out of this suspended reality
From a blackhole I crawl beneath my halo
Cuts into the grace of eminence
Like grains of rain they plumment
Replurged into the nightmare
The nightmare that will never cease
I gawk at your attempts
Just a next day's religion
But we all know I'll be the one
The one doing the crossing
The only proof is in this dream
You'll never see what I feel
That something that burns
Pieces of prisons I'm escaping
Something that turns
Your mind washes over your eyes
Something that won't learn
Replete my life and keep the receipt
The clock checks in
Your existence is deceived by your Intuition
Your own mind is your enemy
Cloudless smoke fills your vast empty skull
A dream you won't recall
A blackhole you crawled
Beneath my halo
Something burns
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