Untitled Sadness is wasted on the faint hearted. My indecision lies awake as I'm stuck In the past of a million thoughts. There is nothing here for you any more, move on and along, forwards and on. Away from the pleasures, the sin and the hope. My life, a story of waiting and time does not pause. It is onwards and out, it has no concept of why, or how, or who, or where? Do you still echo here and there, or am I embodied with a thousand corpses, whom suffocate me with toxicated love? There is nothing here for me any more. Move on and along, forwards and on, I'm over and deadened, numb to your world, Your heart, your soul, I'm your sin and I'm sold. --------- Façade Your eyes engulf every ounce of dignity I ever felt, I ever had, I ever lost. My ears only listen to lies I cannot hear the truth. Believe me when I say what ever I felt has died. But what ever is heard is silenced by actions so suavely denied. Surrounded by memories, haunting, engaged Inside a lie, the devils arcade. A visage, a daydream deeply conveyed. So, try to reach out and grasp thin air, as it floats into a dream. This moment has gone, with you I am lost.
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