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sorta a rant poem if that's a thing |
Tis a time we shout and cry Is a place we die There was a time I thought it, true Here I am, rot not through Misguided thoughts twist and seek Mischievous mind keeps Fight not shouts not for their self’s no more Right, fold in fetal so we die or live, nor See to only blind ourselves Sea an ocean deep and dark Full of life not of pain Lull for all those seek No, no more we suffer Nor drown for we are drowning in life we miss The day has come sun woke from night He drove up the sky And so, will we fly with him not to fear nights cold hand But now seeping thought destroy our minds Where we are why not why Struggle no more for you are safe But you know the poison one two three Three two one, time had stopped We think far to much slowing time Me I see this not as a problem but a solution Flee no more from evil thought they our your own Weak you are not this is your low No More Seek tomorrow reflect on the past but do not live for either Now is all that matters by Qtip |