from a glint in her blade My mouth opens in awe As hers morphs to a smile Her happiness the loneliness The happiness seen in her face Etched a feeling of horror
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Handed black flowers Lined with dead moss They release the pungent stench of disease Scorched by the sun Decayed to ashes Animated sleeves of despair
We have gambled with the cards The cards that have been dealt to us But who knows how long the chips will last When I look back to see through Can see
Tomorrow is here Damned by the speed of time Imagine when becomes where did it go Mindless people They shake hands and smile I should introduce myself
Today is the day to throw Away what's left inside Gather all the things that The things that still preside We have to choose our sides though Though
Methods of self preservation Survival doesn't adhere to the weak Revenge sounds good as a motive Each of us live our own timeline There's no way to escape
The lack of desire pushed down Pushed down on your face Dark scenarios constructed on fates dime Changing all that's around you Hope seems so far from
The finest minds never think alike Always a conflict of interest Behold they come together as one It's a revolution that has started We nurture buried
shirt and neck tie presentable to who A smile stretched across his face With puppet strings holding each side up My head fills with images of old horror
