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Revelation. |
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Walk out, follow the rest, dream the lost dreams in your incoherent mind.
Hope in religion, hope in life hope in children and love.
I don't see any pain, you iterate to yourself once again.
No pain, no ill luck, no hurt no loss.
But tears flow at night alone in the dark.
The notes will grace your soul ever so slightly
Dimpling your sensitivity at the exact moment
as your mind gives up its stranglehold
on this false ideoligy of peacefulness in your meaningless life.
how could someone possibly believe everything was perfect?
when everything was so god damn wrong.
The job, the friends, the family the you.
Everything is okay you tell yourself,
else you will have to change.
work is a scary conecpt, is it not?
your loved ones cringe at the thought of you
for you damage their investment, you disrespectful creature.
love, learn to love your importants.
else rot alone in your corpsly universe.
PROTECT the investments people place in your heavenly body.
Or refuse the investmenet, painful as that might be.
We all want to be loved, that I can empathize with.
Rarely does anyone respect gifts bestowed upon them. |
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