the infinity a never ending abyse
fall to the dark side of life
flowing in and out of illusions
full of love hate and tactful strife
laughing so softy to the whispers
a longing glance of an angelic dream
standing so close to the edge
falling so slowly into a deafening scream
the playful shove of a dream
turn to the loving feeling of a nightmare
follows the icy grip of hate
to the loathing life so sarcastically unfair
draw your emotions in a painting
feel yourself become unknown
cry out to your satisfaction
that will never be lively and safely shown
cry more then ever be a freak
follow everyones anticipations in you
cut the depression away with a utopia
live for the essence of life so deep in you
the pain must be unbearable
for the believers so beyond a belief
climb and clamber up the hole of despair
pain hate torment a social relief
look in the mirror find you soul
these emotions so beyond unknown
fall into the arms of the icy grip
this is all you will ever be shown














Comments
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....the awkward silence makes me crazy....
.....broken promises....
......honesty dies...
........hate lies....
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Mr. Jones strikes up a conversation with this black-haired flamenco dancer
She dances while his father plays guitar...
She's suddenly beautiful..We all want something beautiful..I wish I was beautiful
Pass me a bottle..Mr. Jones..Believe in me...Help m
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