I'm not a hero but I know one thing for certain
If you're looking for a mirror just keep on searching
It's worthless to coalesce when all we ingest is the rest of someone else's very best
A test, like the rest of my fears... I digress
Intent inside reflection, like the constants that drive me
The injection of depression is something we never see, inside the sea
So many entities with their own disease, of the mind, within the soul, in these bodies which we call home
Descending thrones, empty though we still roam, it's hollow now inside our domes of conscience bones
As well as ligaments, like the righteous vents of a holy wench or the time that's spent writing this... for you ungrateful…
My oh my does the time sure fly when you're trudging by a fate like make believe
When the times just right all things in sight just seem to make me believe.
-F4LL3N
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