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Sacrifice freedom for lucid illusions



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                                                                             g   away-



Teetering on the brink of



                     the end  of



                         creation.







There is so much beauty denied in this world;



So much untouched, undiscovered, unheard,



                 u n     l o v e d



Give a fraction of love just to watch it burn.



Softly now, tread amongst darker dreams.



The mirror is finally showing from within,



We can only wear our lies



but for so long;



Before the caustic illusion



begins to eat away the soul-



Why run from the inevitable?



I am closer now than I



ever was before.



Before the Dawn, before the Storm.



Truly, its nothing more than a theory.



But I'd rather sacrifice theories any day



than watch myself wither into oblivion.