i wrote this while listening to moonlight sonata enjoy
From the place where butterflies are your waiters and the land of tomorrow is part of the past. To win is to lose and death roams rampant through the streets. He doesn't care whether you've been good or bad for the dead come but once a year. There is no up, down, left or right like a place in space trapped in a bubble of infinite misguidances.To borrow a piece is to take someones soul. You reach within to find out that not only isn't the grass greener on the other side but its a desert still and lifeless like a mom who's lost her kids not knowing what to do. Come before me and tell me you don't wish to be without that which makes you bleed cold profound truth brings with it the selfless act of morbid torture. Once you see what can't be seen that which lies in the eyes of the forgotten. Live life to the fullest until death do you part the pain suffering and heartache. reach for the truth and succumb to that which has no meaning no life no power. Be one with the spirit that is inside you. Heighten your senses, feel what is not there. Take off the mask that has hidden the truth feel free at last with one single word rejuvenation is only a step away come with me and you will see that emptiness is the fact of life and loneliness is only a figment of your imagination.
From the place where butterflies are your waiters and the land of tomorrow is part of the past. To win is to lose and death roams rampant through the streets. He doesn't care whether you've been good or bad for the dead come but once a year. There is no up, down, left or right like a place in space trapped in a bubble of infinite misguidances.To borrow a piece is to take someones soul. You reach within to find out that not only isn't the grass greener on the other side but its a desert still and lifeless like a mom who's lost her kids not knowing what to do. Come before me and tell me you don't wish to be without that which makes you bleed cold profound truth brings with it the selfless act of morbid torture. Once you see what can't be seen that which lies in the eyes of the forgotten. Live life to the fullest until death do you part the pain suffering and heartache. reach for the truth and succumb to that which has no meaning no life no power. Be one with the spirit that is inside you. Heighten your senses, feel what is not there. Take off the mask that has hidden the truth feel free at last with one single word rejuvenation is only a step away come with me and you will see that emptiness is the fact of life and loneliness is only a figment of your imagination.
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