Burning narrative,
Eclipsed hope fighting the phantom wish G-d existence, Rumours of the timeless leave nurture in doubt, While nature climbs out of the chains woven in our self built willingly lethargic blind hell, Once drowned... In the wishful apathetic to everyone except the lonely self in the mirror, Unto every unfixable one shall we willingly bow, Our faith... Love... And hope! Or become but a requiem to the eternal silence.
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Thursday, February 1, 2018
Numb & Blind... V
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