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It hurts so much to say goodbye,
A mirror shattered into so many glinting edges and cutting lines,
Through all the years the truths we knew and all the while white lies,
And though one cries one deals death to have life,
A twisted circle then, infinity's symbol a sinuous crumple cold as ice,
This is me, this reality, this is my...I, I, I,
Limits of would be deities? Somewhere in a deep and airless nowhere far above the sky.
The most meaningless of questions is 'why'. You've known it from the beginning of time.
Even a bullet in one's head is a sort of high.
Hey there Mr. Fox, are you alright?
A mirror shattered into so many glinting edges and cutting lines,
Through all the years the truths we knew and all the while white lies,
And though one cries one deals death to have life,
A twisted circle then, infinity's symbol a sinuous crumple cold as ice,
This is me, this reality, this is my...I, I, I,
Limits of would be deities? Somewhere in a deep and airless nowhere far above the sky.
The most meaningless of questions is 'why'. You've known it from the beginning of time.
Even a bullet in one's head is a sort of high.
Hey there Mr. Fox, are you alright?
Category Poetry / All
Species Unspecified / Any
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File Size 819 B
Well the lighter didn't blow up in my face and though I drew a genetic ace the joker in my deck hasn't put me in a grave yet so I guess in this case I'm still in the race,
Such coy wreckage. Roller coaster spin of a sad and savage has been. Sometimes I truly feel like tomorrow should be the last.
Such coy wreckage. Roller coaster spin of a sad and savage has been. Sometimes I truly feel like tomorrow should be the last.
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