where the impossible seems three shorts steps to the left, and one giant leap into insanity…
undone, sinner and saints, what’s the difference when the whole worlds on fire? the mastery you use to twist and turn, the way you watch as all you know burns, money a thing with no soul, the value of flesh, the pleasures of sin, a kiss blown from a pair of diseased lips, a fuck …
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This bullshit everyday, lies in the eyes of everyone I know, deception, misconception, I stress it’s not my mistake, the world betrayed its promise, it made me believe, while falling apart beyond my view, I break, as the world forsakes me, to the endless sea of madness that only I can see, the madness between …
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They say things strong than words will break my bones, but bones heal while your words dig deep, lies be told before my eyes as sinners are a virtue, you segregated half my self and purée the rest to feed the horde who wait outsides the doors beyond, a simple silence, a reflection of who …
I want, what is not mine, I see, the just results, a homage to the desperation, a sign of the eternal sin, we strive, we want, we see, but we can never truly have, for what is wanted, cannot be given, for what we see, cannot be returned, a forever after, that is not after …
Plagues kill the sand beneath your feet, while words cut the skin from your flesh, a righteousness unknowingly flawed, a belief system designed to fail, atrocities Ignored, a family of sinners, children born to be kings, lords amoung the peasants, the deceptive bastards, the sinners all, tomorrow forever, yesterday ignored...
Wisdom in a spade of buckets, lost in a timeless wind, we say we want freedom, but in reality we want to win, win what when there is nothing worth defending, when the system is polluted by ambiguity, freedom is not free, rights are forfeited, lives, blood, below the ground are we, one, the same, …
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“You know I couldn't let them leave. For if they had told others of what I have done, then they would come and try and stop me. I couldn’t let them do that, not when I have more work to do. Can’t you just accept me for what I am?”
Lincoln stares in silence as his up turned lip slowly flattens and his hands unclench. “You are a madman, and a dimwit. The people deserve someone better than you, you incompetent CHILD!” “I may be all those things, but at least I’ll still be here tomorrow, unlike you,” Reginald says.
See me in the stars, believe, wish upon the moment, place your perpetual existence within it, as you hope the end result will be better than the beginning, but know the mould that grows is yours alone to own, see the reflection, see your true face, a faceless bastard, a child in adult clothes, an …
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Misguided lies, simplistic rituals hidden in plain site, you sin, you say, satisfying a need from within, a blessed sin wrapped in towels of red, you sin, you say, pacify the sulking child, sanctify a horrible lie that you deny, opened wings, closed eyes, whispered wisdom from up high, as you lay there dying In …
To live in pretend fame or die in fiery flame
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