Pain that suppresses the soul
is a pain that brings forth reality.
Where can we go when all we want and know
is dangling you over a pit a vipers.
Venom seeps through the veins
of hate as we ingratiate our will
into that of another
a brother
or a lover
the world is as I see it.
For it can be no other way.
To alter that vision is to be you
then individuality is non-existent
We may not agree on everything
and trust may be cracked
But facts are facts.
The less you know
the more you believe.
And receive these words
from a soul lost in a world
Where people are flawed
and perfection doesn't exist.
I accept you encompasses all
When you think I lie
I die inside
But the past can't be changed
I'll be alright as you so gracefully said
and stoicism is eaten on bread
The life ...
....
Nov 13, 2012
Nov 13, 2012 at 10:34 PM UTC
Pain that suppresses the soul
is a pain that brings forth reality.
Where can we go when all we want and know
is dangling you over a pit a vipers.
Venom seeps through the veins
of hate as we ingratiate our will
into that of another
a brother
or a lover
the world is as I see it.
For it can be no other way.
To alter that vision is to be you
then individuality is non-existent
We may not agree on everything
and trust may be cracked
But facts are facts.
The less you know
the more you believe.
And receive these words
from a soul lost in a world
Where people are flawed
and perfection doesn't exist.
I accept you encompasses all
When you think I lie
I die inside
But the past can't be changed
I'll be alright as you so gracefully said
and stoicism is eaten on bread
The life ...
....
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