of sincerity a rain of sin has fallen upon us infatuation with longevity has fabricated a false sense of security washed away flooded out consumed by
life time is running out this day forward i will arise this day forward i will survive it's time for self improvement morality will be restored i stand upon this
No payoff where is your motivation constructed a false inspiration fallacy of the nature spoonfed the lies you could not digest self absorption predecessor
gulp it was so comical but as it turned out I did not break into laughter I wasn't laughing this vision of success has been undermined by the false pretense
dry everything is this this is everything I know you're cold I know you're hollow my breath runs dry lost eyes my realization that none of this was real
dissolved and slowly boiled in a bowl of sweet lies to drench in attachment only to later drown in abandonment is this real? What I bleed? Staring at
into the barren desert by the illusion created by my looking glass self i sent myself into this starvation nowhere to harvest a sense of genuinity in this
disgust the only thing to feel gazing upon the ones i once called real to wake live and sleep in envy you love the ones who put on the show they give
I can't help but think of blood blood spilled blood shared with one another you are my most distinguished fragment of an untold story born by shunning the opportunity