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Trapped on the other side of reality
not listening to what its showing me
while the wind sends sketches of our death.
Trying hard not to become a fatality...
or to some a necessary formality, while
the beat surpasses the chest.
Eternally warned of a life not yet familiar
the boundaries are set in memory like
pillars in the arenas of those left to rest.
While unsure of who's the lion or the
savior of the lamb...(I am) quite positive we
all will be included in the ending of this quest.
Who's more? Who's less?
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Author Notes
No one ever believed we could destroy ourselves so aimlessly
so we showed ourselves honestly.
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