Suicide
This light that holds us is not what it seems
Our only feelings are darkness covered
in serene thoughts of youth and guilt
It's our only fate that chooses to grow
or shrink, life is endangering to those who of us
think. Our mentality is different than the
roots of our trees. Dreams need water
in order to breathe. Life makes our
wonderment take a leap into time, without
speak. Pleasure kills the eyes of blurry mens
feet. Make blood heal my soul, and others weep.
For their destiny is not known to angels nor beasts.
Flames burying hearing in hopes of becoming weak.
Change our lives, and let us sleep.
This light that holds us is not what it seems
Our only feelings are darkness covered
in serene thoughts of youth and guilt
It's our only fate that chooses to grow
or shrink, life is endangering to those who of us
think. Our mentality is different than the
roots of our trees. Dreams need water
in order to breathe. Life makes our
wonderment take a leap into time, without
speak. Pleasure kills the eyes of blurry mens
feet. Make blood heal my soul, and others weep.
For their destiny is not known to angels nor beasts.
Flames burying hearing in hopes of becoming weak.
Change our lives, and let us sleep.



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