Choke on the lies you live.
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Your forked tounge speaks of nothing at all.
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Sleep on a bed of nails to pierce such a spineless back.
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The tears of innocence falls into cold hands and dries.
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Amputate your tounge entwined with deceit.
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A congregation gathers and heals, gathers and weeps.
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They entrusted warm words in their hearts but all is broken.
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Nothing remains, no mantle left to protect their hearts.
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Severing memories of content.
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Shards lay facedown on the feeble ground.
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Obscure visions breathe.
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Thriving upon careless words encased in out world.
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Tear at your throat that produces words that mislead.
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Let it bleed uncontrolably.
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Hold still, breathe, wait as they force their dreams within our concious.
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Inhaling indirection, exhale steadily.
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Eyes straing to see without the inferno.
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Produced beneath recoiling kingdoms.
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Repent, my eyes searching for something, anything that is lost.
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My trust would have been a good place to start.
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I have no one to blame but myself for leaning upon careless works.
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They were what kept me standing.
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They kept me feeling alive.
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But all is broken and nothing remains...
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Gather And Weep
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| Anah Aevia |
