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Why is it every time I look in your eyes…?

Something stirs my senses?

All the words you speak

Do not penetrate my shell

A shell that I have built for myself

To keep me locked up inside

I’m locking myself away

To bring with me

All of the things of the past

Every waking moment of my life

It plays like a record

With every blow, my body weakens

With every negative, my mind falters

It blinds me more than the absolute truth



All of the times we’ve spoken before

Never meant anything

Your words were as empty as your soul

Your promises broken like glass

It’s hard to think for a second that blood equals betrayal

A diamond in the rough

The equality is unstable now

Everything in a moment turned to dust

A moment to spare

To reflect upon the images and thoughts without words

You’ve cut to the point to create an illusion

A direct sequel to your vision

To create this imaginary world

You’ve slept in the deepest dungeons

To carry out your wishes of destruction



Your new messiah comes forth

This new god you’ve created, yourself

Will now plunder on the very things that matter most to me

My very existence is based upon your thoughts

Your life, your actions and motion

Are all synched in beautiful symmetry

A poet in geological transgress

With you here, everything falls apart

I’ve seen the error of ways