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Reality fall down, sink deep, drown, sleep, tear the wings, drip of blood, feel the stings, unclleen as mud, these broken things, wet with pain, the constant blames, hang damp with rain, the burden of shame, hangs so plain, for all to see, to you, for me, the cold shock, of reality.
~Your Utopia Of nothing~ stand alone in your abiss of nothing, if nothing makes sense, don't be afraid, clear your throught and scream, your own angels have become devils, your bliss aganizing pain, tear the flesh and watch the crimson essense of life trickle away, white hot pain rips at the limbs, the end of the rope has long since passed you by, you're far now so far, sink deeper into the nothing you have created, savor the endless hurt you crave, laugh you are alone now no one will hear, live now no one will see, slip away no one will notice the disapeeance, fade away into the fake neon glow of love, realize that when you start you never really finish what nonsense you started, give it all up it means nothing, you ripped your paper wings and have nowhere to fly, watch your memory world melt away and slip through your fingers like a grain of sand, your utopia is an ashy ruin drowned by your flow of tears.
nightmareswings · Thu Mar 16, 2006 @ 03:08am · 0 Comments |
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